"now leave me alone.
now learn to do without me.
i'm going to close my eyes.
and i want five things only,
five favourite roots.
one is endless love.
the second is to see autumn.
i cannot be if the leaves
don't fly and fall to earth.
the third is solemn winter,
the rain i loved, the caress
of fire on the wild coldness.
in fourth place, summer,
round as a watermelon.
the fifth thing is your eyes.
i don't want to sleep without your eyes.
i don't want to be if you're not looking at me:
i'd give up spring
for you to keep on looking at me." - p.n
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