Despite my
varied escapades
despite the numbers
in my mind
the nights and
dawns
the drinks and
the see through glasses
the mirrors and
shadows
i keep telling myself
i have so many things
to do
but to forget you
and not miss you
is still not possible
i need time
more time more
time
to make you
fade
what a night
on such a short hour
i never regret
though that once
i had you
on top of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem