On my loneliness
I swear
I can’t live
Without you
My breath
Of my sunflower
Glare,
Blinds
Ends
My death
2009/10/12
Quintessence of love is hold in so few words here. You manage, once again, to give a dramatic intensity to your feelings with very well chosen simple words. 10!
Amazingly high grief and love of the Nightingale...10... Best wishes, Tsira
It would be impossible to read these poignant lines and remain unmoved. It is possible to be living, and still not be alive. Beautiful, but sad, my friend.10, for you. Warm wishes, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can’t live Rachel Ann Butler