who turn into beasts after
the sunset, my lungs swell
with yearning during these
long starless Eastern nights
and my hands get restless,
searching for you in the
colourless space around me
so I hit the bed, hit my head
against it, sleep early so that
I don't miss you, so that I'm
not aware, fool my consciousness,
that's how I developped the
habit that drives you crazy,
eyelids heavy at 10 pm, but
what else should I do when my
eyes get blind with sadness,
my breath gets slow and somehow
unmotivated, I suddenly feel
so lonely, the empty spot only
you can fill, your warm breath,
your skin, your voice, sweet
smile, safety your arms give.
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