I whisper to you at night
Though I know you're not there
I send you my love, my heart
Somehow I can still feel you
Never have I cried such woeful desperate tears
Never have I broken down to such delicate shards
In my hour of despair
In the nights of cold stillness
Spent holding you in imaginary arms
My love.. you were my deepest raw passion
Today you are a sin
A truffle I forbade myself to taste
A carved precious stone for ' viewing only'
But at night
When I am alone in my realm
I send you fragments of me
I wrap you in imaginary arms
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem