It is not that I don't think of you.
I do.
Sometimes I find myself thirsting,
With wishes wondering how you are.
But when I am satisfied with that desire,
And my senses are convinced you are okay...
My attention is focused elsewhere.
With you and the 'us' we were,
To fade away.
Not to stay to confine me like yesterday.
I remember there was a time,
You occupied all of it!
And there you were,
In my mind!
I could not eat or sleep.
I awakened to find that not very nutritional.
Today I am on a diet of peace.
And that is all I wish to receive.
In a cycle of breath easy for me,
To inhale with an exhaling that is easily released.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem