Lay us both upon a bed.
Not a word need to be said.
Sounds just seem to vaporize:
Time to metamorphisize.
Now numbness fills our every sense.
Love I love like this: intense.
Known I not a friend so kind,
But never shall again we bind.
Touch a pore and sample it.
Of this night, we will forget.
Glad that I have known you well,
But friends should never kiss and tell.
Clocks do tell us what to do.
Then is Now so forget you.
Still I am when you depart.
Oh, erase me not all of your heart!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant reflection of what could be but what could not.