This starless chilly night I see your phosphorous eyes far beyond the infinity.
In your territory though it’s dim still bring me a desirable heaven
Moon has never shown.
But we are in two different altitudes as leftovers.
And I thank you very much Bonny
For the Booby prize your legacy,
You decided to leave me alone crumbly.
A poem of longing and regret. If there is a light anywhere to be found, the eyes will hold that image. Fine, sensitive work, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So sad when the boundaries between souls are so far away. A heartfelt poem written in your gentle whimsical style. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx