I am eager to touch,
Where are you!
Where are you- this
Same question is being
Put by the air everywhere.
No touch - the sky
Said to me but
I am not ready to listen.
My spirit is in me,
And I am in my ruined cell.
Let me clear
I do not want to go high
Or to receive anything
From anybody here.
But I am eager
To touch you my dear.
I am in frozen time
But you are in hot water.
I am forgetting myself
But you are everywhere
To remember.
I have no objection
To allow the summer
To come in December.
And I am eager
To touch you my dear.
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