Tatjana Debeljacki
Something mine
Tell me how to keep what we have pure
Because, you know, I forgot to tell you,
I destroy whatever I touch,
And I have to tell you,
I like the way you look at me secretly
Thinking that I don’t see it
I love to hear you talking
Even to somebody else,
Too loud so that I can hear you even if I’m not around
And when I have gone, probably without any need, to fix my make-up for a hundredth time,
Because I know your eyes will follow me,
And I have to tell you,
My knees won’t listen to me when you’re near me,
And I’m really afraid of spoiling this so pure and innocent,
Because you know, I have to tell you,
I destroy whatever I touch,
And that is why I’m begging you,
Tell me how to save us
And how to prevent myself from telling you,
While you’re looking at and talking to me,
“Hold me and kiss me”
Fearing that I will ruin everything.
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