Positively Inseparable

These dirty and rainy streets Weep like a lonely child And my slightest happiness depends On seeing you smile. Ardent longing, Like flood-swollen rivers, In my heart never abates. I know there is a man Who takes your glorious kisses Mistakenly for granted When all my dreams converge Into ecstasies To merely touch your hand. You and I will meet again, There are a thousand poems to be written, And even the ancient gods will read them. I am the lovelorn poet Placing flowers at your feet, And you are the incomparably beautiful woman Whom history will not forget