The portrait once cherished
a beauty once painted
slipped into the depths of sand
in the mind's frozen pages
sits a face illuminating
clouds saturated with dusk.
A woman's sugary lips
magnified flames in my heart
beneath the covers
tender gratification flowed
as I took a breath, I'm swept back.
Over the shoulders
bears her voice some where
memories stick as stains
the yearnings can't be erased.
thx for the invite. nice imagery. words used effectiveky. great job!
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I would like to translate this poem
the love that expresses your words will never be wasted