My Love

 

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.

 

 

 

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