As much as i seek you

Maybe one day
we’ll meet in the street,
or you are my neighbour
and you don’t know what to do
to string together a conversation
and also attack me
maybe you listen to me now
with your heart aflame
that my tune
now fills you with heartbeats
but don’t be afraid
to not say anything.
Perhaps you are nothing
perhaps you are far away
perhaps you are a fog
or a sunray in June
or a closed bud
which prickles to open.
Maybe you are already married
and watering another orchard
or inside a cloister
you have been lucky.
Or perhaps, my God!
death has kissed you.
Maybe that now you are listening to me
with your heart aflame
that my tune
now fills you with heartbeats
or perhaps you are a dream
that only exists for me.