alone        thinking about implied bright
      things (& implying feelings
      in these lines)        i momentarily remember
      your last nigth's question

                & how i didn't answer it

                                   but if you was here to ask me
                                   now
                                   i would answer that
                                   tonight                this hot hot night
                                   what i want to hear you asking
                                   is if i like
                                   you

                                   ask:                      'do you like
                     me?'               ask me!

          & then
          i can stay
          in silence       silence

                                    a so closer-deep-quiet
                                    silence that looks into
                                    your eyes says to me
                                    i'd might look (touch
                                    with my lips) your half
                                    -opened lips

            & smile smile smile again

       'cus is not because i like you
       that i have to say that i like you