Your life still rustles
in me, in my mind
you think along with my questions
I hear remarks you once made
.....Your life still rustles
.....in me, in my feelings
.....you move along with my blood
.....I feel you flow through my heart
Your life still rustles
at home, as if you were present
the warmth of your body
somewhere tangibly close
.....Sometimes your voice is there again
.....in the movies that make me feel
.....what it was like, but much further away
.....than when we watched them together
Your life still rustles
in the scents of the woods
taking me by surprise in the seasons
familiar in unexpected places
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is novelty in the way you express your feelings. Good luck.