Exquisite and evocative images sneak into my mind
Washing over my thoughts like waves breaking upon the shore,
Sliding through my mind like oil across glass
Before fading into nothing but a memory
Of what might have been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful and sensual... you know your subject... it is also short enough to hold the reader's attention. well done.