How to forget your smell?

How to forget your tender kisses?

Now I want to yell.

Your love my heart misses.

 

Cruel time didn’t save us, didn’t save.

Gentle breeze blew away our feelings,

Ghost of love came from the grave,

No mercy on me, no healings.

 

Our years together flowed and flew,

It seemed they would never end.

None of us knew

The ghost of death could all amend.

 

Your hot breath burned my lips,

Your sweet words burned my heart,

Our life was the love trips,

We didn’t want to be apart.

 

We’ve met on a crossroad,

Two destinies merged into one.

The whole world glowed,

We gave birth to the son.

 

The ghost of original sin appeared,

Fatal errors can’t be avoided.

We were both feared

To be deprived of  freedom, to be annoyed.

                                 ***

Someone’s head is on someone’s shoulder,

But only cold is now on my cheeks.

I haven’t become bolder, but…getting older

I know what my soul seeks.

 

And still: A black ghost of guilt is behind my back.

My love was true, but something had a lack.

It was the black ghost of someone's fault.

The one I couldn’t halt.

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska

The 3^rd of July, 2011

Odessa, Ukraine