Evading the clammy hands of lust
I pour passion into the spaces
Fractured thoughts of love
slip through my mind
cool and crisp as a mountain stream
darkness wipes me out,
Aspiring to water I flow in to dreams
on a bed that wears the stain
of loneliness on white linen.
Something precious is leaking.
Emotions painted on
my hearts feels
like an actor in a Kabuki play
How I wish it was a clown instead!
I wrestle my face away,
unstick my skin from the make-up
and expose it to sunlight
Color me some flowers, my love
so they may be reflected
on my cheeks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem