What kind of woman do you want
Star boy?
My intellect was never strong enough
to keep you.
You could never understand
the soil, the grass wasn´t for you,
busy howling to the stars and the moon.
That map isn´t mine, Star boy.
Is independence really a virtue?
I can hear you howling,
as I´m laying in the grass.
I want to forget you,
but your fingerprints never left my body.
I like the first line and the haunting addiction, the inability of the woman to let go of a wanderer a dreamer, as you have so eloquently expressed in this poem.
Very beautiful! ! So many things keep us alone, is that independence? We need love but for some reason it is so hard to find and to keep.
Excellent! Star belongs to the mysterious sky. And a grasshopper cannot fly so high?
Excellent poem Pia, this is like an addiction, just can't let Star boy go. Also like the cure for an addiction we just have to find something else to take the place of Star boy, therefore slowly allowing one to let go. Well done Pia.--Melvina--
Wonderful. I feel as though you know Star better than Star knows you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this haiku inspired by your lines: valentine roses/she looks for the name/that really matters