Sometimes I hide

Behind kohl eyes with heavy eyelashes,

Behind cherry lips and fire hair,

Behind the dark curtains in my room.

I hide behind memories and stolen kisses,

Behind brush strokes, colours and French perfume,

In stranger’s beds, underneath cold sheets,

In long embraces.


I hide sometimes, but I think you know

That sometimes doesn’t mean always,

That I’ll always look at you with the same eyes

So you can recognize me…

I am here, come and find me.


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