I am still looking for the taste
of that last kiss
the kind of warmth that the last hug
can give me
the kindest word that can move me into
tears
of joy and the most justifying goodbye
that must be said
so that if i finally go away i may not look back
and turn to salt
like the wife of Lot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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