it does
does not
it doesn’t interfere
does not make
any difference at all
there is
nothing else
but air, thin
time
dust
between you
and me
everything
unfold
folded like
fresh linen
dark blue
cotton linens under the bed
under everyday
every sunshine
which touched my skin
my body
lying on your bed
and you
told me
oh yes you
told me
– give yourself
to me.
And, oh yes,
so I did.
Did you
see?
no, you
probably didn’t.
as much as
you don’t know when the trash truck comes
you did not
notice at all
that point exactly
where the sun falls down
there where
night rises
and it
might even be
that you didn't even see
no you didn’t
see at all
all the
love there was there
all that
was given to you to me.
yes I told
you as I folded your shirts
guitar magazine
oriented
how so much
of it all
would always
surpass
whatever
effort we had made
because the
beauty lied within
besides being
unpredictable
being given
not taken,
nor granted
like all love should live.
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