Semangkuk sup
Ia memegang semangkuk penuh sup
yang ia edarkan di atas meja
beberapa tetes tumpahan
menggambar jejak penyesalan di taplak
aku bisa membaca pikirannya
aku bisa membaca kata-katanya
kenapa anak ini begitu rakus?
selalu lapar?
Jawaban di lubuk hatiku tertulis:
Hanya satu kecup dari ibu akan
memuaskan
dan memberi makan aku dari cinta
She held a full bowl of soup
that she handed across the table
causing a few drops to fall and
draw the path of regret on the tablecloth…
I could read her mind
I could hear her words
Why is this child so greedy?
Always so hungry?
The answer I kept safe in my heart could be written like this:
Only one kiss from you mother would have quenched
would have feed my need of love.
That's one of my favourite poems of Beatrice
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