Parallel-internal days

not with himself contain what do I feel for you.
our parallel papers.
our converssas sincere.
friend of my truth.
friend of my weakness.
unusual lives and you will look common.
once upon a time it I saw alone.
present road to you.
I cannot pretend that do not I feel.
I cannot flee of the real one,
of the true real feeling.
abstract, but strong and concrete.
clear.
it is gentle as it I want.
it is sensible our meeting.
I sink myself in his you will look,
as a penalty in the wind.
its frank presence.
presence that charms me.
I find to for myself silence,
and it hear the tone of his heart,
the tone of its soul.
i approach of its friendship.
of his true affection.
barely with you.
barely to his side,
feeling I am going to feel him.
(wallace vil)