Slow rhythms taking me away, death has taken my life from
this world and I am no longer able to stay and love you
like I want to.
Designs of an interior atmosphere have been taken and I
can no longer use my gifts like I used to my dear, some-
how they've disappeared.
All the pleasures of life are to be no more, so the void
between us grows ever wider and we cannot reach one
another anymore.
Unable to love you from where I am, God loving me now,
loving Him in return for there are no more tomorrows to
live together my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem