There…

At the corner of my window
There is an overwhelming question
There is a word
There is a thought
And there are miles drawling on the edges.

There is the shadow of someone
Gestures that I know
Smell of laughter
Echoes of a vow.

There is some breeze flowing somewhere
A shadow I can't touch
A sense I can't hunch
An answer waiting for a question
A secret I love not to know!
There is unforgettable expression.

On my window
There are thousand stars
There is a pillow
There are some old Greek jars
There is a willow…