Oh, that is pretty. I really like the phrase "bittersweet bells." I get a really clear visual from this. Nice. Keep writing! :)

So, I feel special because I think I can translate the title. 'With Traces of Desire' right? I hope ... otherwise I'll feel uneducated. *sadness*

In any case, the poem itself is nice. "bittersweet bells filling the air" is quite lovely. I rather love it. The whole thing smells of unrequitted love ... perhaps denied for a long while and then satisfied again. Never to be seen again ... It's so sad that I can't help but be impressed. Sixteen words isn't a lot of time to set up sorrow.

Nicely written, Niels. (knew I'd remember it. )

Felicia.

I love it, it's sweet. Nice work :)

Hazellin