never knew you
except from
far away
never loved you
except from
far away
never
except for
in poems and colors
and
...
you know
i never wanted to give
you anything more
than what you wanted.
tonight i was thinking
if the moon were one
of the eyes of God
would it rain every night,
or some nights shine so bright
that even the sleepiest birds
couldn't help singing?
i know
you remember.
dear india,
just one
question:
if you're gone, which you are,
and i'm gone, which i am,
gone like refugees,
why do you
keep showing up
in my dreams?
Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 1:23 AM UTC
never knew you
except from
far away
never loved you
except from
far away
never
except for
in poems and colors
and
...
you know
i never wanted to give
you anything more
than what you wanted.
tonight i was thinking
if the moon were one
of the eyes of God
would it rain every night,
or some nights shine so bright
that even the sleepiest birds
couldn't help singing?
i know
you remember.
dear india,
just one
question:
if you're gone, which you are,
and i'm gone, which i am,
gone like refugees,
why do you
keep showing up
in my dreams?
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