If you return soon, you must better not come.
Don’t hurt my heart with mind elsewhere.
Come you must, forgetting the watch,
Come you must, leaving the schedules.
If talk nonsense, you must better not talk.
If say good-bye, you must better not say.
What is the use of hair-do,
Eye lines, cream, lipsticks, nail polish,
Tingling bangles, swinging eardrops,
Screeching frills?
Come you must as a snail, if not a rabbit.
Be true to your heart, don’t be smart.
29.08.2002
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