Again and again
I find myself on bed
my sacred space
but I can't relax
meditate or dream
now fail to have
what I always had
her naked company
with tingling laugh
slurred with passion
can't celebrate yoni
deep into silence
renewed, released, returning
without finality
again and again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love and longing expressed so well in these spare, elegant lines. Kindest regards, Sandra