short and sweet
like rain in summer
brief and intense
warm like you.
I remember something
in the night
nothing like anything
I can
hold. It dies
living me
in the dark
and I wonder:
where have you gone?
I feel the tune;
it hums at me
telling me
to find you.
Where do you lie?
I grope in the dark
and you're
nowhere. Nowhere
to be seen or found;
you lie...you lie...
Come closer
so that I can feel you
hand on hand
on elsewhere
for songs
to drag us away
and you can
find me too.
find me too.
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