i cling to you like – spider webs –
you brush away!
i wrap myself inside your thoughts,
submerge myself within your silent eyes –
yet you don’t – see me,
don’t even – feel me…
how is it – my precious friend –
your life can be so – full,
so closed?
i take just so little room –
a hurried breath,
or thought,
or maybe just a simple – sigh!
please make some room for this scared dream –
or else – i die!