But now it has happened,

No use in talking

The silence between me and you

Has never had meaning.

It was, love it, that was all

That was asked.

But now it has happened,

No words for the foretime,

The desperation has made me the same,

Has made me another.

Who looks at the shape of the fish

Grow giant on the side of his bowl,

Who walks on the terrace

Observing... See more