If you couldn’t say
What I had to know
If you couldn’t do
What you wanted so
Don’t talk to me now
Don’t talk to me at all
I don’t recall your face
We are out of time and place
Caught in the lamp lit lane
My rainy shadow refuses to race
I lost track of the past
Of faded kisses and promises
Garden weeds had swallowed lust
And cobweb spread into the dust
But I myself had said
What I had in mind
I myself had begged you
And I wasn’t blind
I did all I could
Offered my body and soul
So don’t talk to me now
Don’t talk to me at all
Do Not Talk to Me
© Copyright: Драгана Старчевич, 2018
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