Thinking about you

Early spring you had the feast,
I was absent, you were without me.
In a secret we were together on the East,
In mystery you could understand me.

You will come, you will be tender,
If I’m weak, or if you seek.
You can save, make me better,
You will stop me like a stick.

I think you now understand me,
You know that I’m not asleep.
And you can warm me, if I’m cold and little,
I know that you won’t weep.

                30.04.2003


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