If we could sleep
all day, in the presence of me,
of you,
of sheets and sheets and dreary speak.
(the clocks remain silent)
it rains;
the soft sound
of your breath–
I watch.
(keep shut, your eyelids)
will your arms find me,
my love, from so far away?
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