Two places, two men

Feb 28, 2006 17:12

I.



I was trying you on and you fit perfectly. Cappuccino on a coffee table. Croissant. Fresh flowers. Soft music. I am yours, no matter how far away I am. Three hours apart, a flight away, my old lover is chocking me, he won't let me escape so easily. C'est juste un commencement. Narejena iz mesa in kosti stojim tu, medtem ko dusevno, spiritualno plavam nad tabo. It is not over, our time is yet to come.

Vsrkavam in poziram besede in se utapljam v pretirani navdusenosti. Za mano posiljajo resilne colne, ki jih jezno odganjam proc. Nikoli te nisem potrebovala, da me resis. Strah te je, ker ves da znam plavati in imam resitve zapisane na dlani. Z zaprtimi ocmi delam korake nazaj in se neumno predajam tvojim prepricanjem. Vem, da ne vidis smisla, ceprav je pred tvojimi ocmi.

No regrets, but still… I washed you off my skin.

II.


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