another night gazing the streaming streets
a heart lost long ago and now a mind
getting lost along the stream
the sky never opened
so wide on this night but
this magic arrives too late
dog walkers know this anguish
the lonely street anguish where
cats moan for morning to come
what is it with wanting to go back
to a time of holding
hands and popcorn?
only you were the one
only you could have been the one
so long my once upon a time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem