Lock in a chamber.
Lungs are atramentous.
Half of the heart is beating.
The other half is trying to breathe life again.
Cloth in scars so anxious to be covered in his skin.
She abducts his emotions.
Silence each drum.
Willing to sacrifice her soul.
She consumes every memory.
While patiently waits for you.
By: Milton Styner Jr.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb......Let this waiting be equally fruitful....Liked it...
Thanks