Muddy puddles
In my mind, where once you dared to pass the time,
Took the chance to come so close,
Now it seems I am a ghost, of past,
I am translucent..
I see you falling from my reach,
Or is it me..
Failing…falling
Into the sea of imagined faces,
Forgotten minds.
What is this love that transcends time,
Yet is so hard to hold..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear amanda quite love this. the images especially this line - Into the sea of imagined faces,