Thursday, July 02, 2009

at the Platz der Republik

I lie in a park watching the sky.
Clouds pass in domes of grey,
mottled with the blue of summer.
Climbing away.

The things we do when in love.
How long is not long enough?
These are the things we do now.
Sitting in parks, watching the children.
I don't know you, and you don't know me.

My hands pass in front of the sun.
The sun passes the earth.
The clouds climb together
towards the atmosphere, to ignite.
I don't know you, and you don't know me.

I lie in a park watching the sky.
I lie in a park.
Climbing away.

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