Slip out the back,
leave a tiny string of hearts
across the doorway
and step onto the carousel
I’m just a lasting imprint
in your sea of rocky sand
I’ll be here forever
but only as one horse
on the carousel
Leave a halo
around her head,
squinting her eyes,
forcing the weight of the sky
down upon me
Leave a ghost
through the wall
where your music used to be,
step onto the carousel
But the simple act of
closing the door
is only yours…
I told her I was leaving
and she kissed me again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem, Maya. Thank you for sharing