Poezie

For you

1 min lectură·19 septembrie 2008

Mediu

I\'ve become a quiet sound upon your ear

a mere drop of salt within your tear.

I\'ve become the thin hair you lose on clothing

a piece of your dead skin falling.

I fight with your mirror

to keep your reflection longer

and go down on the pipe of your sink

to drink the water that has washed you.

I\'ve become a plastic ticket for your parking lot,

the short second when you forget.

I\'ve become an empty paper

left on your desk,

the clock you hit on mornings.

I put myself on the back of your shoes

so I feel you closer,

so I learn your dancing

then when you step.

I\'ve become the door

you open to enter your room,

a little flaw on your curtain.

I am now the newspaper

you hold in your hands,

look at me,

as I\'m written for you.

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Vicleanu Mihaita. “For you.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/vicleanu-mihaita-0026790/poezie/1802514/for-you

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