Your words are lovingly blanketed with underlying soft silky whispers of betrayal and ruin.
Wrapping their false truths around me and squeezing as a coiled viper would do to a soon to be lifeless prey.
You drift away from me as if you were a fragranced incense smoke rising to please the Goddess of the Moon.
Falling comfortably into your deceit, I stare at the back of my eyelids wishing for a bitter-sweet end to this eternal day....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem