you remember
the closeness
we felt
-made for lovers-
maybe it’s just me
but i could’ve sworn
it was that water that
wetted
us-
wedded us
you are
so
beautiful-
It hurts
It hurts
It hurts
Like nails in my hands
i feel the tear of skin
you remember
we’re supposed to be kin
but i can’t smile
a smile of innocence
without remembering
the closeness
we felt
-made for lovers-
under a sky of a million stars
above a city of a million lights
that night
something burrowed in my heart
something evil
something sublime
remember the time
a light flickered in your eye
brief but beautiful
so beautiful,
it hurts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem