The night took you away and divided
in two, one word.
There always remain shreds
of the words that have been said,
to be guessed
Because the inside of the words
that are divided in two,
is the distorted echo
of what we don't say,
the forbidden words.
The night took you away and left me
unfinished memories
and sensed1 secrets
and the silence instead of
murmured words.
And the silence of the words,
hardly spoken between us,
will be crying out your name
around the corners of the streets
from behind my voice.
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