I searched for you in every crowd
and in the silent darkened places
in cities of the empty soul
on moonless nights in nameless faces
now passion has abandoned me
and I am weary of the quest
yet I still hunger for your touch
and beg one kiss before I rest
for love is fleeting like our breath
a flirting brush with life's affair
its hiding place is never far
but easily missed by cold despair
Actually for all the women I thought I loved but lost anyway. My theory is I was just ill equipped for relationships. On the other hand it gives me lots of time to write poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all feel like this once in your lives about someone.. I have had a terrible experience in love.. I wasted a lot of my life loving the wrong person.. If only I were a little more sensible to know that the desire to have that one last kiss doesn't equal to have the woman back.. What's gone is gone, maybe for good, but those fleeting moments will always be there when we will want to have it.. Thanks Barry.. A beautiful poem.
The poem is a prayer to love as if love itself were a particular woman. I don't want any of my past loves back, I want a brand new one. At the same time I avoid it because for me it always ends the same. Love takes up too much time.