REMEMBERANCE

With your name called

I could touch the sky,

Remember days

And remember nights.

Thirsty now, your lips

Are nowhere to be drank

In a desperation

Of sand.

Solitude.

No other breath will make mine

Tremble again, no other eyes

Will reopen deep inside myself.

Back in a flush of time

My soul is craving your touch,

Face of no tomorrow

For a dance with

No end.

Metamorphosis.

Changed into an hourglass

I beg for the defiance of time.

My future returning into a past

When my eyes were yours

And your hands

Pressing against my lips

For a speechless moment

Of oblivion.

Silence.