30.1.16

Stranger


Stranger,
you are no stranger to me
Stranger, strange -
you are what I set out to see

I'd ask from you for a fraction of space
for me, the refugee;
I'd beg from you the talk you would waste
on others, certainly

Not just any stranger,
Only the most peculiar

You're the most distant one, you see
But you're the closest to me

So I'll keep you a stranger
Not as a friend
Since friends become strangers
when our curiousness ends

Perhaps not you
not you in particular

Even if you've gone somewhere new
My heart unwillingly sets on you

Partners don't notice
nor strangers do
But in partners that's novice
and in strangers it's blue

No comments:

Post a Comment