When I think of her sparkling face
And of her body that rocked this way and that,
When I think of her laughter,
Her jubilance that filled me,
It’s a wonder I’m not gone mad.
She is away and I cannot do what I want.
Other faces pale when I get close.
She is away and I cannot breathe her in.
The space her leaving has created
I have attempted to fill
With bodies that numbed upon touching,
Among them I expected her opposite,
And found only forgeries.
Her wholeness I know to be a fiction of my making,
Still I cannot dismiss the longing for her;
It is a craving for sensation new flesh
Cannot wholly calm or cancel,
It is perhaps for more than her.
At night above the parks the stars are swarming.
The streets are thick with nostalgia;
I move through senseless routine and insensitive chatter
As if her going did not matter.
She is away and I cannot breathe her in.
I am ill simply through wanting her.
What a lovely poem... Nice! ! ! Thanks for sharing....
''Her wholeness I know to be a fiction of my making, ''.- it's about the spiritual part of this woman that should exist inside him. This part is a fiction. ''She is away and I cannot breathe her in.'' Moreover, he really needs to create the ideal woman inside him. For this purpose, he needs the opposite.''Among them I expected her opposite, / And found only forgeries.'' But maybe this woman can make him feel complete.''It is perhaps for more than her.'' He uses the word 'perhaps'.- wonderful poem- voted 10
A crafty poem on love and passion, i liked it. At night above the parks the stars are swarming. The streets are thick with nostalgia; I move through senseless routine and insensitive chatter As if her going did not matter.
Possibly the best poem ever written about having a broken heart. Hugs Anna xxx
Her wholeness I know to be a fiction of my making, Still I cannot dismiss the longing for her; It is a craving for sensation new flesh. The sense of wanting. tony
Simple lyrics for her for the love for the sparkling of love for the dazzling sophisticated love now become distinguished loving lyrics Simple lyrics for her for her beauty for her paragon of gracefulness now become extraordinary poem
He's sharing feelings I hope we all could relate to, but instead of singing " I got it bad and that ain't good, " he provides a pleasant read.
The space her leaving has created I have attempted to fill And found only forgeries... //.... Outstanding poem of love and longing with sweetness of a beautiful song. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This piece is so very lovely... it reminds me of Pablo Neruda