Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Dorin Popa writes

( I  keep  choosing  you )

when  I  was  going  down, I  thought  I  was  going  up
I  was  sick,  bewitched  by  my  boundaries
an  inner  voice – unknown  to  me – was  mumbling
that  inside  is  outside, that  outside  is
deep  deep  inside

then  I  saw  you  for  the  first  time
long  after  I  had  held  you  tight  in  my  arms
my memory  has  chosen  you  and  I  keep  choosing  you
each  moment  I  find  myself  alive  in  you,  but
I  will  go  away,  so as not to  lose  you

Inside Out -- Jirattaya

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