Wiederkehr

He only wanted me for happiness:

to walk in air

and not think so much,

to watch the smile

begun in his eyes

end on the lips

his eyes caressed.



He merely hoped, in darkness, to smell

rain; and though he saw how still

I sat to hold the rain untouched

inside me, he never asked

if I would stay. Which is why,

when the choice appeared,

I reached for it.