Distance 1 Poem by Judit Vázsonyi

The days are just running out and
the man's arm still doesn't hug me.
There is no reality, there is nothing
what mine, that is only a movie.
Fairy tale, imagined togetherness,
please see that is impossible.
Your arms, your lips, your touch,
your embrace is unfeasible.
I need another life to reach you.
I need new time and new space,
because your life and my life
will always the two case'.
How? How much do i love you?
How, how could you love me?
Once I will fly, the new life
wings me to you above sea.