how far we are from who we were…!
we stretch our arms and we can touch
Category: poems
This train rode only at night
It had no windows and it had no doors
I wait for you to save me
but it is all in vain
You gaze upon the waters
My wife lies naked in the dark
She glows like snow in a clear winter night
For in order to ask
I would need to speak,
I stay sealed in silence