Moonlight (Photo credit: eivindtjohei)
That body reminds me of
so many memories of past life.
Thousands of hidden pleasure reflected in those eyes,
as if they are songs of birth and rebirth.
My absent-mindedness,
my everlasting pleasure and pain,
how many flower gardens of the earth,
countless moon- lit nights.
several days of pain and separation,
various nights of love and shame___
that very laughter the tears the discourse
presented itself today in a sweet image.
By looking at you constantly makes me feel
as if life is fading away in the distance.
Sabethville 