(for Annelize)
I do now live on
with the silent memory
and I am empty.
*
You do remember
how intense that time was
in your shiny eye.
*
I want you again
my tongue is painful dumbstruck
as if words do lock.
*
On memory I
butter my toast with your jam,
do swallow a bit.
*
My whole life caves in
years and long decades are gone,
like the blue thunder.
*
My finger do touch
the depth of you lovely heart
and I am blinded.
*
Your breath do twinkle
the sweet words over the phone
if silence comes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Memories swallow words and life needs care of efficiency. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned.10