the building is abandoned
no one likes to live there forever
where
recorded deaths are
unexplained
till the years
the door is open
it cannot close
the door is taken away in fact
and there is no
window anymore
neither the sea where it looks into
the fields are brown
for the grasses are burned by the drought
that regularly comes
the rains have promised not to visit this place again
and so
there are no butterflies or bees
of flowers
no dew
the place is very
unpoetical
but just the same because of you
because we once made love here
before that
unexplained suffering
that death of our innocence
i am
having the courage to remember it
and devote
this poem for it.
i never ask
neither wish that we see each other again
because i still want to live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem