I realize when I look at you,
Things I never saw before.
Your soft lips delight my skin,
Thrill me to the core.
In firelight you gaze at me,
Your eyes aglow with fire.
As flames reflect on your hair,
The passion soars higher.
Suddenly I am alone again,
Your scent adrift in the air.
I think I smell the fragrance,
That lingers in your hair.
Then I think I see your face,
When you are not here.
I think I hear you whisper,
The words I hold so dear.
I tried to hold you,
Enfold you into my embrace.
Into the air you faded,
I could not see your face.
Then I began to cry,
On my pillow my tears did fall,
Then I saw your shadow,
Imprinted on my wall.
You kissed the tears from my cheeks,
As you bent upon the floor.
You smiled and slowly walked away,
And gently closed the door.
(1987)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem, did not expect the end, I like that