Friday, November 11, 2011


when will these distances collapse
or everything will melt in the silence of words?
I never knew, my parting in time
tore away the words which forgot to weave
the muse of longing
the last dangling thread will it not weave me to you
in the unforgotten essence of being?
or would I again seek forgiveness in the waiting, when
death threatens to take the two of us apart from the only
spaces we never shared.

1 comment:

  1. Dear friend,

    I guessed you are good, but now I see you are much more.