tonight you wrap me like a blanket
to your body,
you use me again
i know how is it not to be really loved
and yet pretend that love
exists inside the circle of your arms
i keep on saying
you love me, you love me
i am in your embrace.
you sleep and dream
of her somewhere in the
place you know
just between you and her
but i do not really mind
this stolen moment
is my lifetime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem