oh you stumbled so softly
I could hardly catch my breath
to tell you were following me
in every movements…

“I just long to see you” you told me

and then I was lost in a turbulence - cause
we can fly blindfolded

and that’s why

your touch feign so soft
   greets me with another one
      yet another one

another friend of mine

and together we speak wordings
      guardianships prolongings
                heraldbeacons

furthering nonesuch
else


beckons

our longing

and
such


that is plain and simple