But I saw you.
Through the chink in the curtain
When I almost didn't look
And the curtain blew
When the air was still.
I saw you.
I heard you.
Heard you say my name
But I almost didn't listen
Because our song was playing
And I was dreaming.
I heard you.
I felt you.
Felt the hairs on my neck
Stand on end by the fire
Though I wasn't cold.
I felt you.
You've been gone for almost two years now.
Why won't you come?
Wonderful! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Rogerx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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