One man is not enough

I take you out of me...
Like they take out a bullet
Then I rearrange the space for distant names
I take you out of me
A lonely apple tree in spring,
Then I fill the space with woody colors,
And I sit...
To watch the distant forest that you used to hide
I take you out of me
Like they take out the furniture of a house in which two lovers live...

They disagreed and abandoned it
And it became cold...