When the tendrils of my thoughts

Obstruct my senses

I call your name

I call on you

Whom I have known

but never met

Glimpsed in sideway shadows

When I search without looking

I call your name

When the night won’t let

me breathe

The answer comes

like a gasp

and I awake alone

from a sleepless dream.

 

©aother

 

Art by Piotr Lichwierowicz

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