The Call

 
Come on, open your eyes, let the light shine
in the house.
Smile me to start again
this morning like an old car
that doesn't start at the first key.
Embrace me like an old friend
whom you haven't seen for ages,
for whom he knows how many dreams you have!


Push me up the stairs just so that
I can climb later
on in your eyes, in our small balcony
to watch the sun pass over
the other world.
Touch me now, let's invent
the electric current
so that we can better admire our bodies
as modern art installations
that you are allowed to put your hand in,
it is really advisable to put your hand,
then kiss me to get dark,
darker than the
night outside.

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