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You play me
like an adagio
Unhurried but dissonant
You challenged me
Moved me to
the inner depths of you
I got lost
without knowing
Until I heard you
in G minor...over
and over again
Now I'm the silent breath
between your notes

Play on, maestro, play on...
Tell me, maestro,
if I could be a song
what would it be?
 Dec 2017 Nico Julleza
everly
“I want it to be accurate” she said.

“But nice as well,
you are in love with me aren’t you?”


I wrote.
agnes by peter stamm
 Dec 2017 Nico Julleza
maudy
le cri
 Dec 2017 Nico Julleza
maudy
maybe, just maybe.
it is time to let your sun sets.
this whole day has been so much.
will i wake to see the beautiful color that you are everytime you rise.
i'll just sleep tonight.
tomorrow.
it will rain.
thank you, a.
 Dec 2017 Nico Julleza
maudy
entah hari ini atau kemarin
koridor senja coba aku leati
sepi memang hari mulai gelap
semilir sisa angin hujan menggelitik

aku terbiasa menopang diri sendiri
berjalan sendiri tak pernah menjadi debat
lembap dinginnya bagai selimut di malam hari
yang menusuk matahari pagi

entah ekspektasi belaka atau hanya egoku
tidak, aku tidak pernah sekedar bertanya
segala tanya atau tidak kutulis itu tulus
karena aku tumbuh dengan menghargai

aku bisa jadi salah
kupu - kupu menggeliat di perutku sempat hilang
namun, di koridor gelap itu
mengapa mereka datang lagi
senayan, 2015.
 Dec 2017 Nico Julleza
lins
we may not always agree
but you have affected my life
every single day
I couldn't wait to go see you
I sat in the very front row
right in front of your desk
we talked for a whole hour
about lessons and life
for four straight years
you were a steady constant
all ten of us were
so contently discussing
not just about Spanish
not just about life
you are forever a part
of my growth
I miss your class
every single day
you made high school less awful
thank you for four amazing years
Senorita Hopper
gracias sra. hopper
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