lips quivering
it aches
it searches
throbbing with pain
it seeks for his name
like a remedy, from
a merciful apothecary
i pray with a silent scream.
parched,
cracked with tears
words unable to come out
as it remain whispery
behind my tonsils.
where is he
he who wet my lips
sucking every emptiness
that wallows inside my mouth
that echoes through, the
cave like chamber of my heart.
lips quivering,
it aches
it searches
throbbing with pain
it seeks for his name..
trembling as i yearn
for the stroke of his hand
as it traces
the contour of this
lips of mine
where is he
he who once searched
my name
he who once locked his lips
with mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem