Forgotten feelings and words
Or we are simply sleeping;
Shy to feel or just weak to name it,
Afraid of losing or lost and frozen
In a hug, while the music was playing,
On the terrace in St. Stefan
When we first felt it
And watched the naughty waves
Drumming like a pendulum
Over the shores.
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