Lying naked at my feet, weeping weary and weak,
her tear stained cheeks come to me as no surprise.
The tongue of a temptress once filled with lust and desire
now softly whispering her fears.
Lost in the silence her promises like faint echoes never reached my ears. Numb from the sorrow bore after suffering for so many years,
it was there I left her alone shivering with only fears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.