Having divided this heaven between the planes,
We've left the lights to each other.
Our unfinished flights
Have mixed up all the days and nights.
I'm getting lost in cold subways,
Drinking coffee, looking at my watch—
There's an endless heaven unfolding above,
Where we were burning our bridges.
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I wish I had time,
It's early to be stronger,
Our take offs into the sky
It is strange to paint/imagine.
Remember? Believe me,
It's early to be yours.
I won't be able to, but I do believe,
You'll be thinking about it.
I was afraid to return
To those walls where there's knocking on doors,
Feeling, that by that irrevocably
I'm becoming a bit more yours,
But, drawing on pieces of magazines,
I spend much time to make the bed warm.
I outrageously don't get enough of you,
And April knows all about it.
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I'm drawing on pieces of magazines,
I outrageously don't get enough of you..
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