I like for you to be still: it is as through you are absent
and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you
It seems as throughairblown Inflatable Bounce your eyes had flown away
and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
I like for you to be still, and you seem far away
It sounds as though you are lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
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