while i can

I wouldn’t wait

until you’re gone

and knock the doors

that locked.

I wouldn’t wait…

and hit the walls

between here and nowhere

until I bleed

mute

deaf

when I’d be gone,

I wouldn’t leave behind

unwritten Russian novel,

when the human rises to its heights

with only reason,

to drop,

deep,

echoing hell

through the minds of living.

I want to tell you now,

while we both are here,

while I can

-I love you-

c: Nina K Orlovskaya revised