It’s in my hair, in my head and mouth
it shortens my breath
It’s under my tongue and in-between my teeth
it wraps around their roots
It’s behind my eyes and around my eyeballs
it fills my under-eyes like tiny sacks
I tightly close my eyes and squeeze them with my fingers,
but you linger, Wind
You are sliding down my throat, trough my nose and with my tears
you got stuck under my fingernails and combed every hair on my body
You crawled all over the place
And found your way inside
where no one has ever visited
where lies what I never seem to notice
what I can’t look too closely
what I don’t take seriously
I feel, I know
That if you could, you would gladly take me away
You would gladly lift me from the ground and take me to a nicer place
You are not as cold and indifferent as you seem
Here, by the sea, where we met
I am desired
And understood
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