I like you calm as absent,
and hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you.
seems that your eyes had flown
it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth.
As all things are filled with my soul
from things, filled my soul.
butterfly of dream, you were my soul,
and I like the word melancholy.
I like you calm and you seem far away.
you are a moaning, a butterfly cooing.
hear me from far away and my voice does not reach you
Let me come with your silence.
Let me talk to you with your silence
bright as a lamp, simple as a ring.
are like the night, stillness and constellations.
Your silence is star, as remote and candid.
I like you calm as absent.
distant and painful as if you were dead.
A word then, one smile is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it's not true.
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