In Me Poem by Judit Vázsonyi

I got home quickly today, there was quite little traffic.
I didn't tell you, so here are some words, they are graphic,
Just a drawing of the time I was there with you.
/It's standing in front of my house, I can see you in the yew./

There was an infinite moment in the never-before-seen night.
It was like an eternal endless wonderful magical flight,
Then we talked about the fact that time might not exist.
We are in different places now but in me we co-exist.