I dreamed of you by the water
A world separated by walls and something
warm to
comfort wounds
And me
so little and lousy as I am
I cannot rememeber how your eyes looked like
if they starred in emptiness
or if they simply slipped
the night into black rivers
like giant engines
in which silence falls
wagons along the poppy flowers field
over it rain falls night after night
and now flowers are getting dark
and fade away

I dreamed of you by the water
your body was a fountain near which I stopped from
time to time. My hair fell over my shoulders, You said it would be nice to cut it
at least if it rained
the sky would not get sad

I learned of words` weight
among books and tears. You saw me grew up and when I looked the other way you put
rocks in my backbag

LOVE

all we have left
after we grow up and die
torn apart by walls and something warm to fill our
wounds.