I love my bed
but I would love it more if you were there.
Every night I reach out to an empty space next to me.
I miss your firm breasts,
your tender body
your lovely sweet lips.
I miss all of you.
I love my bed but,
I would love it even more if you there -
sharing it with me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem