there will be doubts, there are abundant confusions
in our mnds sometimes
about someone,
someone so close
like two bodies fusing
like two sheets of paper pasted on stronger bonds
in such that
it is hard to distinguish one from the other
mirror images
oh, it is hard to see
when you two are closer than close
when eyes meet too close
that they close when they feel
how can you ever see?
if you want to see clearly
leave
stay far away
stay high, stay above what ordinarily places you
under these circumstances
of intimacy
leave, go away and from that far
you have the proper distance to clearly see beyond
the fingers that close
somewhere
only to open again and feel a certain warmth
will it be the same someone?
think with your heart and not with your mind
the distance shall seal
what was lacking in that closeness
that certain blindness
found in those eyes wide open
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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