There is this overwhelming emptiness experienced when you leave.
Though I can’t find the words to express it.
It’s revealed with each teardrop.
There’s a greater happiness I feel the moment I see you again.
Yet no words can come close to proclaiming that joy.
You’ll find it illustrated it in my smile.
There is this love I have for you alone.
It goes beyond any known vocabulary.
Watch me paint it with each stroke.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem