Till next time
Poetic were her words as poem is known, must
Water-soft, so sweet her face was underneath
Fallen hair as grass showing off on flat
Full of waves in moonlight.
But I was thinking of
On the run, no cloth on skin
Their tummies empty, bread-less
Nothing but dirty plates…
Left her there
"Till next time! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem