I cradle your head
comfort your crying
your face
upon my face
your tears
run into my eyes
your tears
run into my mouth
as if I am
crying them
for you.
Now all
these years
the taste
of your tears
still bitter
upon my lips
your crying
still haunting
my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is composed in a very minor key, the effect is very strong, i am already in the same minor key