recalling the feel -
hot skin and cool satin and
wetness seeping through
even when you are with me
you are already leaving
recalling the smells -
perfume perspiration and
the musk of woman
you move beyond this real place
the past gathers you in pain
recalling the sounds -
words become hoarse whispers
become sweet silence
soundless you dissolve again
ancient anguish kidnaps you
recalling the taste -
liquid salt on skin and hair
ocean's dusky kiss
the tide of despair rolls out
leaves behind an empty shell
recalling the sight -
you naked as morning light
beautiful as day
darkness is an emptying
it falls slowly taking you
recalling the loss -
much was in the offering
access was denied
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem