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🌹🤎There are verses 

- sometimes whole poems -

that I don't know what they mean either. 

What I don't know

it still holds me. 

And you are right to ask. 

But don't ask me.

I told you I don't know.

Two parallel lights

from the same center. 

The sound of water

that falls, in winter, 

from the full gutter

or the sound of a falling drop

from a rose in the watered garden

slowly, 

slowly, 

one spring evening

like a bird's sob. 

I do not know

what does this noise mean; 

and yet I accept it.

The things I know I'll explain to you. 

I don't forget it.

But even these things add something to our life. 

I looked at her

while she slept, 

her knee bent under the sheet -

It wasn't just love. 

This corner

it was the ridge of tenderness, 

and perfume

of the sheet, 

of cleanliness and of spring completed

that inexplicable that I tried, 

still in vain, 

to explain to you... 

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