I can taste
the disappointment.....
So bitter, so familiar,
to grasp for no more of you,
as I turn and let go.
These words fall,
but catch them you won't,
So now they stop
laying suspended,
taken back, if you will...
As I hold you
no more.
3-23-06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem