About You and the Sky

What do you feel when you look at the sky?

Come, whisper in my ear.

I think about you in my head,

About sorrow and love

You blend with the sky and

In my thoughts you paint the same grey I see up there.

I find the sky beautiful, ominous, cold

The contact that is born between us could be like that if I touched you with my frozen hands,

Your skin would tremble with cold, just as mine does when I draw you up to the sky

Tell me, what do you feel when you look at the sky?

Come, whisper in my ear.

I’ll breathe the same on your lips.

Pápai Anita XII.H