Missing you, my love, traveling up and down measures of
chordless times now that you have disappeared from this
earth and our life together.
Seeing the darkness of our memories being buried beneath
the surface of ocean waves where they can no longer be
watched.
Just our thoughts, pictures and memories holding onto
our minds and intellects until we too succumb to the
commands of an invisible hand of death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem