Monday 21 September 2015

Lover in the morning haze

Wake me up lover.            
with your tender kiss
I feel too much
and sleep long lately


Stab your eyes 
into my forehead lover,
so forever I can see them
sharpened in their sight


Take me off fire lover,
once again,
cool down the air in my lungs
I am rotting in my skin
I've never put
anyone first.
thus burning in your dreams,
and when you feel the thoughts of me:

you hesitate.


Bury me lover,
into the ground,
memory that once became
us in eternity
flowing in the haze
like an autumn leaf

Love me my in this momentarily room.

my lover,
we don’t know a thing.
Will you still remember me
when winter comes ?

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