it is a part of us
and much of me as it
comes and goes like
a pendulum of day and
night it catches me and
i catch it back
i hold on to it but
i give it up to please
it too, and it leaves me
honestly, devastated
as though much of me had
been taken and not a bit
was ever returned. I cry
foul and it laughs sensing
that i love it more that
it had ever loved me.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem