Last night
I looked up at your open windows
From the muddy yard, beneath the old, crooked yew
Your curtains seemed like yellow silk
In the rainy darkness
I was silent as the drunkard came through
And silent the chef took the maid from the restaurant
To the darkest corner of the yard
I was silent when the dogs chased some sap in the alleys
I was silent, because I was afraid that you’d hear me
The light from your windows
It was like angels in the night
I knew you were sleeping
But, standing in that light
Made me feel closer to you, somehow
I have seen you
Once, a hot summer night
You leaned out the window in a white night-dress
Like a ghost, I hid behind the trunk of the tree
The wind made the dress dance
And in the light from your room, the shadows danced too
When you stopped, I felt my mind dancing
Dancing to that lonely jig
I imagine your smile
Your lips
And I’ll come back here
Again, tomorrow
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