Mon cheri, ditez-moi—
were you awake
when you decided you loved me?
Or were you hallucinating
between heartbreak and hope;
that when you awoke
you’d completely forgotten,
it had been my hand
on your cheek
all this time.
Mon cheri, ditez-moi—
were you awake
when you decided you loved me?
Or were you hallucinating
between heartbreak and hope;
that when you awoke
you’d completely forgotten,
it had been my hand
on your cheek
all this time.
