Broken Hadkerchief Poem by PINONDANG SITUMEANG

My red lipstick lips curved
My hands iron carefully
Folding a blue sky handkerchief
My special perfume aroma
Smelt in the inner of the sheet
I bought five months before he left

His mouth wiping after appetizer
Rub sweating in forehand and neck
Harbour a while in the nose, scent
Inhaling the only perfume he knew
No other smell, no red stain

Today, the autum was over
Twell full moon he was passed away
Leaved me alone, abandon
Without leaving any message at all
Not, as used to be

My eyes glancing every corner of the rooms
Your face painting everywhere
Your joking gesture left anywhere
'Honey, can you see from above,
this handkerchief can't hold any longer
my flooding tears shed'

Longing of you, I see the full moon
Out of glass window of our room,
full of momento things
I rub your handkerchief gently, broken by know
I kept your body smelt, no more rinse
Kissing, hugging, kept wherever I go
Never let it go

I kept your handkerchieft
In the corner of my broken heart
Just holding you so tight
I don't aware, my mascara hot wet
Yes, the handkerchief was broken
But my love for you never die