I AM STILL SEARCHING FOR YOU

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When the city sleeps

And a tune of the evening

Haunts my silent ears in the thick of the night

I know I am still searching for you

When the errors that I made

In wanting to be warm again

Sting my cheek like  a slap

I know I am still searching for you

When a widow is angry with death

Wears flowers in her hair

Closes all windows ,like fingers in one fist

I know I am still searching for you

When I think I could go on loving like this

Never arriving at marriage

Or try to organize love like religion

Or in to rituals of stripping and recovering

I know I am still searching for you ….

When I think lust is becoming too private

Almost a foreigner to me

So, I can actually as usual do with out it

And stop at a time when no…

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