You are an angel in my eyes -
the man who is allowed
to sit beside me - you
who listens intimately
to the whisper of
my voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I cant
speak - my tongue is broken
a thin flame runs under
my skins, seeing nothing
hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat
trembling shakes my body
and I turn paler than
dry grass. At such times
death isn't far from me.
Soleil
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