Forget

Николай Порада
I sense the presence of her eyes
Her glance in every single word...
I sense her voice in lullabies,
Her shadow hides in every spot...

I sense embrace, I sense her touch,
I feel her scent, I liked a lot...
I sense her soul, I loved so much...
But I do need to make a halt...

I think, I need to stop at last,
And maybe turn myself around...
Forget those feelings, pain and gust,
Forget forever and recover...

                6.12.2009