Lying next to beauty with the moonlight on her skin
I was lost inside a lover who would never let me in
The moment that we started was the night I felt your kiss
We held on tight together, falling drunken through the mist
You swore our love was ancient, like the scrolls enduring time
Then ripped out all the pages where we suffer for these crimes
With your treasures laid before me, though we struggled for relief
How I cherished every moment of those nights I was your thief
It was nearly late September by the time my tongue confessed
I'd been haunted by a spirit that you never could possess
For what became thereafter, left my heart, a raided tomb
And the emptiest of chambers in these walls still long for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Crumbs I found your trail dear Hansel Left words in black and white To tell the story plainly