|Come again often and carry me away,
sensation of delight, come to me often —
when in the body memory awakes,
and the blood quickens with some old desire;
when lips and skin remember, and the hands
are conscious of a touch as if they touched.
Come again often and carry me away —
when lips and skin remember, in the night ....
|Translated by John Cavafy|
|(Poems by C. P. Cavafy. Translated, from the Greek, by J. C. Cavafy. Ikaros, 2003) |
|- Original Greek Poem
|- Translation by Edmund Keeley/Philip Sherrard|