Page by page, I tear the miserable chapters
I burn them in the flames of the candle you lit
the ash forming a small heap of misery
the lonely hours I filled up with verses
which belonged nowhere but my laments
which means nothing now but ashes
The empty words vanity that got me
to grow up to be wise to be older
to be toothless and wrinkled with you
when my lazy tongue finds your mouth
when I surrender letting you drown in me
when I lie beside you when you sleep
when I play with your golden hair
singing a lullaby with my breath
when your blue eyes twinkle
like the mighty ocean that you love
you are in me and me in you
and I see my history as a dot again
A red dot with a green halo
and the universe seems trivial
because in you I feel alive
finally, I feel at home on earth
my tears my laughter
my desires my poetry
my whole being
feels enslaved
to you
In you
I write... 