Days in silence I give to you
I feel your smell, your touch
I see you in the cloud, the solar air
Your shadow is flying next to mine
I'v lost you, not knowing how
I'v lost you, not knowing that
And while I'm turning the wine into tears
Our song is breaking my heart
I wander in the desert while looking for an oasis
I hear your voice in the distance
Your hair is caressing my hands
I open my eyes and see the rain falling
Last edited by Dragan; 12-16-2010 at 07:11 AM.
An enigmatic poem about losing a loved one, either through death or separation. It displays some very deft touches.
H
You dodged cliche for the most with great skill and that takes some doing with the subject. I particularly liked turning wine into tears and the hair caressing the hand.
JB
For those who believe,
no explanation is necessary.
For those who do not,
none will suffice.
I liked turning wine into tears, rather than water into wine.
Before sunlight can shine through a window, the blinds must be raised - American Proverb
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