Call me Yours
Now you can always call me yours
I’ve torn all links, I’ve closed the doors
The only place remained for me
Is where you are, please, let it be.
Not so far... the first of May
They sign it as red letter day.
Now I know why they do so.
I want to see what then I saw.
I saw your eyes seemed to be wet
Like blame to me, I felt regret.
I hugged you in a sign of peace
Like an apology for awful miss.
I’m lost in labyrinths of thoughts,
Of Why’s and Where’s and What’s.
No substantives, we’ll use pronouns
I’m Yours. Without any bounds.
[May 2, 2007]
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