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You are hear-in(’) my thoughts again.

I guess distant thunder carries over water.

Yet how did I know I loved you

If you never told me—the Sadness said:

Believe me, between you and me

Thoughts follow no leader

They range like the distant smoke

Of an eighteenth century fire…

In my memory

I know your face.

As dreams break the silence of the night,

I find that you’re still there

When I open my eyes

And when I wait here for you…

If I wait here…

Expectant…

You never answer…

Still…

I see you as you see me

The eyes of a stranger.

In the fragments of bloodstained glass.

The memory of distant lightning glare.

I close my eyes and you’re still there.

Believe me, between you and me…

A memory of fire