Thursday, June 23, 2016

Unexplain

It is not love to pretend to know
What I am going to say to you

Before your fire
Or the water under a rock

I don't wake up rehearsing my lines
For the sky outside my door

It is stupid to pretend this
That you will not unmake me

For in your presence all is new
Every day I blow out from under

That feeling which is not love

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