ANICENT MAYAN LOVE POETRY FRIDAY

TO KISS YOUR LIPS BESIDE THE FENCE RAILS Put on your beautiful clothes; the day of happiness has arrived; comb the tangles from your hair; put on your most attractive clothes and your splendid leather; hang great pendants in the lobes of your ears; put on a good belt; string garlands around your shapely throat; put shining coils on your plump upper arms. Glorious you will be seen, for none is more beautiful here in this town, the seat of Dzitbalché.

I love you, Beautiful Lady. I want you to be seen; in truth you are very alluring, I compare you to the smoking star because they desire you up to the moon and in the flowers of the fields. Pure and white are your clothes, maiden. Go give happiness with your laugh, put goodness in your heart, because today is the moment of happiness; all people put their goodness in you.

The songs of Dzitbalche

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