Judith <br/><br/><br/>Opening the Ambassador’s letter, I danced. <br/>My brain cells fighting the flood of serotonine <br/>sipped the soup of incense. <br/><br/>Opening the Ambassador’s letter I danced. <br/>I’m not anyone after all, I murmured, <br/>stroking the nice letters written in red. <br/><br/>Opening your old, faded letter I cried. <br/>Thinking, your charm’s still the same. <br/>I wished you were here with me one night.