I heard your steps.I had a feeling  
that red leaves knocked to the  
ground while falling from an imaginary
tree. I simply knew that they became  
frightened in the fall. I had the feeling that  
  
I heard your steps ,I had that odd  
sensation that you were still alive.  
But ,in the next moment,I was sure
that I didn't really hear any step.
I saw my Ligustrum vulgare losing  
its leaves. I saw myself in the mirror.
  
I couldn't hear your steps.All I knew was
that I loved you. All I could hear was
the fall of the leaves.But in the next  
moment, I felt your kiss on my incurable  
and irreversible wound.
  
I heard the church bell ringing.