when we fell out of love
it was a storm of leaves
pieces of us fell everywhere
familiar spots, they fade like
fallen leaves that eventually bond
with eternity without a trace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So few words and yet, saying so much. I like 'a storm of leaves, pieces of us fell everywhere' - describes it perfectly. Thank you, John, for this one. Love, Fran xx