You are not gone, not from this world,
Not from a body that was yours some thirty years.
You are not here, not in this empty bedroom,
You no longer even ring in my ears.
When you were with me, my surprise, my joy
Divested you of all reality.
When you were absent, I never once slept
On your side; I never left this city.
Nothing has changed, but I left my life behind
And thoughts of you for dead.
Nothing has changed: I still sleep with you
But in my head
And on your side of the bed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very touching poem...I know the feeling. Well done...