[ or: My heart is full of love for you- that I can't use ]
Because now
there is nothing more between us, except,
39 hours and 54 minutes that translates into:
distance
Because this is the last poem
I will ever dedicate to the splendor
that is your existence-
however flawed and creased,
however beautiful and eternal
Because every night I spend, restless
drinking with the moon, watching
as he molds the sky in likeness of your body-
contorts your torso like clouds until
they weep lightning
Because the bed will never
smell of your sweat, and my pillow
will forget the fragrance of
your breath-
and because tonight,
the first time in a long time;
the stars outshine your eyes
Because the absolution of death
could not come at a sweeter hour-
the moment after I lit love’s pyre
and left your ghost aspiring warmth from itself-
Because I forgive you
for ever loving me at all-
I forgive you because;
the heart loves like fire and
breaks like water
Your heart breaking like water was a striking image. Simple but full of impact.
I don't think this is a cliche, though it's certainly a subject many cliches have been written about. I can see you and feel you there. I don't think I've ever encounted the precise sentiments, or the phrases you use, ever before. I know the sense of time measuring (emotional) distance, that you begin the poem with.
Wonderful poem! You could not describe things any better. Bravo!
It's wonderful Amberlee, even so sad, indeed. I already read it on another place, but still like it a lot. (Metalcove)
Infact, the only good thing about this poem is the first stanza, though that has got nothing with the rest.
I loved every bit of it except the first stanza. I'm not sure it fits with the intensity and power that I found in the rest of the poem. Nevertheless, very well written.
.... what can I say when I read something like this.. I'm in awe.. well done' HBH
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amberlee, this is a spledid poem.