though it was only in a dream
you were with me the whole night
and i am even quite satisfied
that i can remember your every
inch, and your voice, and how you
used to make me feel complete.
remember how we used talk,
and share our food, and also share
our warmth that pleases us.
now, after waking up
i can only look at your picture,
smile, and remember.
what about you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem