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when there is no more to feel

 
when there's no more to feel
there's no more to give,
and hearts fade like snow in the spring,
fall like stars,
when there’s no more to give.

we sit and watch tv,
smoke cigarettes, drink tea,
don’t laugh much or touch,
when there’s no more to give

 O how I remember the rhythms of river
 in song on our skin,
  there were leaves of light all over you,
   your face in miracles of blue,

now, deeper blue I am in drowning
in what once was,
cannot be forgotten or let go,
as yesterday cuts my heart.

  O touch me baby, feel me,
  love me like you used to,
   O like it was when there was so much to feel,
    so much to give,


but now, hearts fade like snow in the spring,
fall like stars,
when there’s no more to feel
and no more to give.                              
Written by rnabokov
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