My songs of love no longer flow
without his melody.
The day our coupled dream elapsed
the music fled from me.
I yearn to feel this gentle man
whose spirit touched my own.
Without his precious warm caress
I've lost my joyful tone.
My heart has summoned freedom's voice
to loose this memory's hold
but still I hear his magic words;
my pain can't be consoled.
So late tonight, in solitude,
I'll reach out with my mind
and find the notes that drift through time
from dreams we left behind.
I pray these chords will be enough
to soothe the hurt within
until another's tune is heard
and I can sing again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a poetic rhythm i could clearly feel.