Unquiet you walk
Along the rims of my eyes

On the invisible grating
Before your lips
My naked words shiver

We steal moments
From the unheeding iron saws

Your hands sadly
Flow into mine
The air is impassable

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Poet: Vasko Popa
Poem: Far Within Us #3
Volume: Bark
Year: Published/Written in 1953
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