all the places of our youth
will now stay with us
forever
every road we walk
will seem like another
deeper road
the reflections of our faces
in glasses and in windows
will cause us great harm
we will not escape our youth
our mouths will remain empty
our hands will touch
yet touch nothing
space will leak from our eyes
we will have forgotten why
we were lucky
our bodies will betray us
with a longing
we will not be able to speak of it
to anyone
you will never cry in public
there will be no indiscretion
in the privacy of your rooms
I will be unable to stay in rooms
because you do not cry in them
because they mean everything
to you
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