Saudade apenas (ou uma "carta de amor" bastante ridícula)

Saudade de te amar
Saudade apenas
de tanto que te amei, tão breve
o tempo, mas tanto
espanto, de crer
querer-te, quase fome
Saudade de teus braços, só
sentidos no sono, sem sono
Saudade de voar-te na
minha noite, estrelada
Espada, lágrimas
sem dor,
saudade da entrega
plena, ousada
Saudade sem pena,
de crer num fado
apagado, breve amanhecer
lilás, riscado
partiu-se a lâmina num grito
de verão
anima, mordaz, ferro
rasgou, ardeu, carvão, sobrou
Saudade de ti
da neve, sargaço tempestade
Calor, carícia âmago beijo
Imaginado, abraço
no caldo da eternidade
Saudade até
da queda
antes da torre, menagem
antes do frio, potestade
selvagem
o ódio, saudade

Já não te amo. Isto
que sinto agora,
Saudade
apenas
de ti

Uma "carta de Amor" (não-ridícula)

"Looking For Your Face"

From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it.

Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face
that I was looking for.

Today I have found you
and those who laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did.

I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you with a hundred eyes.

My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold.

I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine.

Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow.

My soul is screaming in ecstasy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you

Your effulgence
has lit a fire in my heart
and you have made radiant
for me
the earth and sky.

My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer.

Rumi (1207–1273)