one day
when you went out
only after you went out
for a smoke
i was alone
only me inside
in your room
your bed
lay in a dream
a dream in it you
you and me only
in your room
in your bed
but when
you back
with a knock
i lost my sleep
so my dream too
every awake is
an editor's cut
after that
no shot
a fade to light
a fade to life
you and me exsist
room and bed exsist
but
each leave to each
life to live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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