Oh the rain soaked kisses
that recall & recall
as if they were
a fairy story
we once lived in
a long long time agao.
Our once upon a time time
& we the Prince & Princess
of our own happiness.
But somehow
it turned out wrong
& I say: “Oh, love...
what great big lies you tell! ”
And you say: “All the better
to destroy the story of us
with! ”
And so I live
unhappy ever after
you deconstructing
in a Post-Modern way
the tale
that use to be us
when...we were
us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem