Fractured be the sky
as is the night, as is the day
Everything carries me to you
Memories of you are made of laughter, of smiles, of days in Autumn
yet-
the lens of my world is a filter of nostalgia with a touch of grey
my mind a projector of a silent film
I watch with a glass of wine and a heart half poured
Memories are becoming unfocused
colors bleed into each, creating a new portrait altogether
...I'm not ready, please don't take it away...
while I still can find you when I close my eyes I will
Always.
Because I love you.
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I would like to translate this poem
Love simply is. Very beautiful, sir!