I'm losing you every day in
unavailing repetition of an image
I'm losing you every moment in blue
And your sudden reappear in
Orange concept of a fish!
I see you in every margin, autumn, earth
Yet losing you very often
With an echo of a smile.
Then I want you with a fear
- yellowish - of reunion.
I'm losing you, losing
You in hollow eyeballs of a mask
Rehearsing you on a piece of lineless paper
- Puberty of your image in a frame.
And I know but I only know
It's not getting enchaining you,
Unavailing repetition of your image!
I'm losing you on the road
May I catch you in the air...
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