pillow talk

I’m talking to you in my head

as it was too little time that we had

controlled and wiretapped

not conducive to pillow talk

and yet

I like to reproduce this every night

even without you, these words are heard

between the most graceful walls

raised on respect and resourcefulness

even our lover’s quarrel

was calmed down like the toughest

torrential rain

that penetrated

every inch of my body and soul

and yet you managed to elevate it

to the highest level

at which thoughts can grow

on the trees of our combined life practice

to create something unique

and that I will always miss

even being in a different place now

where evil minds dared to send me

to rethink my actions with uncorrected thoughts

and don’t act on them

when it could have been much worse

now you are the only one

that I would like to steal –

the most precious stone

in a diamond ring

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