Empty skies filling me interiorly, feeling the absence
of life drifting with clouds away into the distance,
soft echoes singing into mind.
Not touching or leaving any pertinent messages within,
following trails of loneliness and emptiness, hoping
they will lead to the one I love.
Loving me unconditionally, our hearts traveling alone,
yet loving one another across the world, tears mingling
in desires of our hearts and souls.
Lonely and wanting each other, but for now it is not
meant to be, waiting in limbo for our time to exist and
be.
Hoping it will arrive with a sudden explosion of color,
fireworks and our love, celebrating who we are to one
another.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem