8/11-10

You,
Let your defenses down,
close your eyes
and let go of sturdy walls
In the helplessness and in the darkness,
with your lips on mine
Maybe then you could see
what you cannot now,
Maybe you would see,
Me


Me,
Quit all those stupid plans,
end these poems,
and switch optimism for realism
In the truth and in the silence,
with my feet on solid grounds,
Even then I'd probably see,
the same as now
In everything I'd see,
You

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