Move onwardly,
My dear,
Daring to caress the further is worth nothing,
If not understood first.
So dream abruptly,
Do not fall asleep as if it were welcomed,
But let it frighten your soul.
Speak wildly,
My dear,
You mustn’t maintain a thought,
Breed words that jump quite far,
and further even then.
See less,
Feel often,
Forget.
She wished that space would talk to her,
And whispered to the moon,
About the days that haunted her,
And those that would come soon.
She wanted to apologize,
For wishing on the stars,
Someone slipped me misery,
Just last night, I know- swear it,
The sweeter taste had tricked my tongue,
No poison could have dared it.
A friend or chance a foe to blame,
Though all the same to me,
If I love you were the last words that would roll upon my lips,
Would they find themselves an altar,
As you kissed my fingertips?
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