Meeting In A Lift

Vladimir Holan

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We stepped into the lift. The two of us, alone
We looked at each other and that was all.
Two lives, a moment, fullness, bliss.
At the fifth floor she got out and I went on up
knowing I would never see her again,
that it was a meeting once and for all,
that if I followed her I would be like a dead man in her tracks
and that if she came back to me
it would only be from the other world.

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  • Eslam

    "LOVE 'MEETING IN A LIFT'. READ AS KID, STILL HAUNTS ME. 'TWO LIVES, A MOMENT, FULLNESS, BLISS.' SO DEEP!"