(I)
I wanted to send you a postcard from here
but I haven't got a stamp
and your address has been lost to me for years.
The rain falls like it did back then:
quietly, but persistently.
The barrels are overflowing
and the clouds almost touch the ground.
(II)
Do you remember when fire played with us?
We danced with her shadows
and sought refuge in each others' arms.
Now, her dark creatures withdraw from me.
Maybe they see that it's you I need.
(III)
I threw it into the fire -
your card. Let her devour it.
May she bloom from its accumulated dreams.
May she dance and sing and love.
May she grow ever hungrier;
may she take me with her.
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