The pain in my body evaporates in thin air
the blood in my veins fumes spread
the darkness collapses on the blue sky
the moon dangles on the horizon like a pebble
at the end of a thread
I see your face
floating on the ocean
like a dead fish on white a foam
I surrender to my desire
and my defeat dwells
Sadness of life ends and
dries up like sundried tomatoes
strewn on the sandy bay
it tastes musty, it tastes stale
I wish my love for you
would have ended in a beaming way.