You should have never left your memories for me; my love,
There’s blurr liquid in my chest…you knew that.
Memories and faces aren’t safe with me,
I am circling around these muddy places with live dust and bones.
With nights I can’t quantify my vulnerabilities…I go up the roof and try to find you in every god forbid spec of light through panorama.
There’s a place somewhere I can completely sucked out by the love of your vagina…I have dreamed of that during a lullaby,
Lullabies of people who are tired of having sex and smoke and a pinch of swelling love.
I can’t remember you now…with all the efforts,
I can’t remember you, there’s no twisted manipulation of time here…I can’t remember you,
I think I had to take a snap of you on your draping eyelashes and falling breasts…
You fly away for me…fly…fly…fly to the continuum of this ocean,
I will make sure to have no light houses of spongy lust and eternity by the shore.