I can write for you:
melting words
for a frozen heart
How I would have loved you
until the end of days
watching and sailing
our paper boats
float along the way
we weren't as clay
I see us love as a candle
(burning burning burning so bright)
there wasn't enough wick to handle
The fire the flame I held for you
(in my hands always in my hands)
you left me not as the moon leaves
the sky to return
but like a victim with remorseless
ashes gently laughing as I burn
ever the critic a non believer
in me, in us, in destiny
I am not and will NEVER be perfect
(I could have loved you perfectly)
though I never claimed to be
the difference is
you were enough for me
And I was something to be used
so now I sit half a man
A poet with no muse
I was right a lot of the time
about so many things
about life and love
the stillness in your eyes
and how you would leave me in the spring
so as the cold winter fills my vacant heart
when you left you paid no rent
these are the last words the last lines
that I will ever lament
I cant love you
I wont love you
it was like swimming in cement
i like the last lines... swimming in cement... true poet in you speaks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it was forcefully, passionately and truly expressed. i like that style