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!