My life is a thrill
Yet I find myself, still
Desiring that you were near me,
So far from your kiss
My love is amiss
I can feel my soul is weary.
I miss you so much
Your voice and your touch
This world can be so unforgiving,
From what I can tell
Life without you is Hell;
The abyss between being and living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem