It’s early dark and already cold,
the winter sneaks in furtively
and I miss you.
Miss you with all of my heart,
miss every thing about you,
your sparkling laughter
that lies softly in my ears,
the gaze that caresses me
and the energy that you share,
the golden aura
that radiates out of you,
your head that sometimes
makes my shoulder a pillow,
your hands
that touches me gently
and how much
I want you here with me
no words can express
and the music
of the neighbours is extremely loud
as if they are having a performance
and I wonder what you are doing
as the night
folds alone round me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem