...and so you are finally afraid
about what i am thinking even
if you later on know that all those
are but bluffs
even if i tell you so you will never
believe me again
even if i wear the face of the
buffoon
even if i wear my eyeglasses again
to assure you that
i am the man of letters
decent and kind
and gentle and tender
i guess you are afraid of
tenderness
it can kill us both.
about what i am thinking even
if you later on know that all those
are but bluffs
even if i tell you so you will never
believe me again
even if i wear the face of the
buffoon
even if i wear my eyeglasses again
to assure you that
i am the man of letters
decent and kind
and gentle and tender
i guess you are afraid of
tenderness
it can kill us both.
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