I don’t want to lose you, I whispered in your dream, and let my heart beat softly against your body. What shall we do with the violent sky? The water and everything that grows so strangely out of the blue. Somewhere behind the eyes a careful lamp looks. The eyes barely touching the pages. Here the day is already far ahead of me. The light followed the shadows and found reflection in the flagstones, the windows, the darkness. Up on the hill. I was in your body, and you?