if you love somebody
you will surely miss that
somebody, no matter how you keep
that somebody inside your mind
unable to say a name
or draw a face or remember a scent
no matter how you bury that
somebody, that somebody always comes
alive in your memory that
somebody always comes face to face with
you
a smile of that
somebody a touch of that
somebody
in your dream that
somebody comes and reminds you
of a love that is true
of a kiss that is real
of the night when you made love without uttering any name
just symbols
of a rose
a dew
and some thorns about that somebody
who loves you
and that somebody
whom you also truly love
now in the symbol of a thorn
a heartache
always a forgetting and a memory that refuses to leave
a remembering
just symbols now
a wind a dark night a hush a flitting thought
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem