You have fallen out
of the frame
directly in my direction.
A picture like a dream.
I was able to hold you
just for a short moment
because the space
on the wall was
already occupied.
There was only a short moment
of enjoyment of art.
Someone framed you
somewhere new.
But one day
I found you again
and there was
suddenly room for you.
Now I cling to you
but the fitting frame
for us
I have still not found.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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