You seem a little confused.
Have come to me, touched
And gone past and come back again
And again, many times.
And what have you written
On these white letters of clouds ?
I can't read well, the moon is with you,
Or have you sent them blank?
Your words are all mixed tonight
Anger, care, complaint and love.
All come and go fast
How am I to respond ?
Come closer, stay,
Let me feel you on my face.
Let me take-in your scent
In my breath.
Be engulfed in joy innocent
Without reason any
And be aware
That you Are.
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