I see the light
downstairs,
telling me you’re here,
but I’m afraid
to speak
everything I should.
This dream of mine
might go,
so quick as it came
and I don’t want
to see
I’m awake again.
Desire is strong
in me
and I feel yours too,
but I’m afraid
to ask
‘cause then I’d be lost.
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