Ice cream tastes of salt
when tears make sprinkles;
gentle rain across a cheek
will make a tear a secret
I will never tell, will never
talk to you again, will not
forget you, lose your number
one with me forever, and a day
can be so long when we are
not together anymore,
eyes fill and burn, smoke
always makes me cry
out loud, it is not you
I think about each time
I smile to see the sunrise,
new day born without you,
you are gone and I live on,
forever.
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I would like to translate this poem
time heals! i like this poem, it tells of spirit and determination. jane s