英语翻译Married Love,by Liz RosenbergThe trees are uncurling their firstgreen messages:Spring,and some manlets his arm brush my arm in a darkenedtheater.Faint-headed,I fight the throb.Later I dreamthe gas attendant puts a cool handon my breast,as

英语翻译Married Love,by Liz RosenbergThe trees are uncurling their firstgreen messages:Spring,and some manlets his arm brush my arm in a darkenedtheater.Faint-headed,I fight the throb.Later I dreamthe gas attendant puts a cool handon my breast,as
英语翻译
Married Love,by Liz Rosenberg
The trees are uncurling their first
green messages:Spring,and some man
lets his arm brush my arm in a darkened
theater.Faint-headed,I fight the throb.
Later I dream
the gas attendant puts a cool hand
on my breast,asking a question.
Slowly I rise through the surface of the dream,
Brushing his hand & my own heat away.
Young,I burned to marry.Married,
the smolder goes on underground;
clutching at weeds,writhing everywhere.
I’m trying to talk to a friend on burning
issues,flaming from the feet up,
drinking in his breath,touching his wrist.
I want to grab the pretty woman
on the street,seize the falcon
by its neck,beat my way into whistling steam.
I turn to you in the dark,oh husband,
watching your lit breath circle the pillow.
Then you turn to me,throwing first one limb
and then another over me,in the easy brotherly lust of
marriage.I cling to you
as if I were a burning ship and you
could save me,as if I won’t go sliding down beneath you
soon; as if our lives are made of rise and fall,and we could
ride this out forever,with longing’s thunder rolling heavy in our arms.
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英语翻译Married Love,by Liz RosenbergThe trees are uncurling their firstgreen messages:Spring,and some manlets his arm brush my arm in a darkenedtheater.Faint-headed,I fight the throb.Later I dreamthe gas attendant puts a cool handon my breast,as
树木传递出他们的第一个绿色信号：春天
一个男人和我在昏暗的电影院擦肩
我变得昏沉,我心悸动
然后我梦到了
如空气般的服务员把冰冷的手放在我的胸口问我问题
我慢慢从梦中清醒
扫开他的手&我的热情
年轻人,我已经结婚了,结婚了
积郁的感情在暗地里继续增长
抓着杂草,满地打滚,
我想和聊的火热的朋友说话,
火焰从脚燃到全身,
醉在他的呼吸里,抚摸他的手腕
我想抓住那些漂亮女人
在街上,抓住表演者的脖子,
走进响着哨声的蒸汽里.
我在黑暗中回到你的身边,哦老公
看你在枕头上惹火均匀的呼吸
你转向我,把第一个肢体伸过来
然后另一个抱住我,在如兄弟感情般的简单婚姻里.
我坚持和你在一起　　
因为如果我是一个燃烧的船,你可以救我
因为我在你身下不会很快沉没
因为我们的生活本就是起起落落,
又长又响的雷在我们怀抱中
我们也能一起走过
不太准确,有错的地方请见谅

结婚的爱，丽兹rosenbergthe树不卷曲他们的firstgreen消息：春天，和一些manlets手臂刷我的手臂在一个darkenedtheater。微弱的头，我奋斗的悸动。后来我梦的气放凉的手服务员胸前，问一个问题。我慢慢地上升到梦的表面，刷他的手和我自己的热量带走。年轻，我烧了结婚。已婚，阴燃在地下；抓着杂草，盘绕的到处都是。我想谈的burningissues朋友，火焰从脚上，一口气喝，...

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结婚的爱，丽兹rosenbergthe树不卷曲他们的firstgreen消息：春天，和一些manlets手臂刷我的手臂在一个darkenedtheater。微弱的头，我奋斗的悸动。后来我梦的气放凉的手服务员胸前，问一个问题。我慢慢地上升到梦的表面，刷他的手和我自己的热量带走。年轻，我烧了结婚。已婚，阴燃在地下；抓着杂草，盘绕的到处都是。我想谈的burningissues朋友，火焰从脚上，一口气喝，触摸他的手腕。我想抓住了漂亮的一个女人用街上，抓住falconby脖子，打我在吹口哨的蒸汽。我转向你的黑暗，老公，看你点燃呼吸圆枕。然后你转向我，扔一limband接着另一个我，在易兄弟般的欲望的婚姻。我坚信，如果我是一个燃烧着的船，你能救我，如果我不去滑下yousoon；如果我们的生活是由上升和下降，我们乘这永远渴望的风头，在我们的武器重型轧制。

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