I’ll bid goodbye to this land of melancholic whores
And go to a place
Where a huge tide will take me along
And I will meet new people and write new tales.
I will live a new life in a different time zone
running away from the place I call my home
to a place where I might find some love.
I will draw sketches of that mystical shore,
where white waves hit the rock and split.
I will sing a song to praise the beauty of the place
A place where heaven will fall before my eyes.
2. NIGHT BOOK
“Are you asleep?” I ask.
“No” you say.
A star was shining above,
The leaves withered around me,
And your breath was like a melody
in the still midnight.
“I could close my eyes”
“And die here in your arms” you say.