The melodic voice I held so dear,
The tender words that I could hear,
The soft angelic sounds she spoke,
The whispered sweetness when I woke.
Slipping out of sleep’s embrace,
Wondrous dreams now just a trace,
A duvet’s warmth upon my skin,
Dawn’s new light is shining in.
Where is the voice that roused me so?
Where is that sweetness I did know?
I realize now rising from my bed,
That long lost love lives in my head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem