A month has gone.
All but memories seem to fade.
She would hold me.
Her affirming presence has
left me.
I feel naked alone.
Yes. I know I will love again.
The further you disappear into
his affirming presence,
The more my heart grows
Fond of you
I will love again. I know.
But I hold no desires.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem