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Who Will Take Care of Us
now if we don't love now fall on our knees, now if we don't cry out loud, now, if we don't tear apart our clothes right now, if tears don”t crack the stones, now and hearts don”t jump like ping pong balls on fire, now, when we are twisting this strand of hair, if you don't touch my chin, lightly, like a feather, lightly, now, now the gaze, fiery samurais cutting off our eyes with leaves, shattering mustard bellies, - in white webs, spiders, in the blink of an eye, releasing air with no shores, no reins endless, now lips, hot steam, in the blink of an eye, we raise wild rainbows in the clouds, when? if not now, we caress the lightning with the tongue of longing, in the blink of an eye, if we don”t taste the lilac in between our teeth, now, when, and how, and who”ll take care of us when we are angry, tired and sad and forgotten by the world left alone grieving in a naive tremor: - lovers do not meet at one end, not at the other, but have always been in each other: - well, well… but who will take care of us when we are old, alone, and sick if we don't touch each other, now, like two people
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