Milky Way above. You and I under the sky Like two rebel stars.
Carnival masks shed. Our love sinking like Venice, Slowly but surely.
Cafeteria. My cappuccino and I. My mojo missing.
Footsteps of our love Steadily fading away And not coming back.
When you hear birds sing I send a message of love you don’t understand.
Moderate road rage; Fuck off, asshole, piece of shit. It feels bad but good.
Love sabbatical ended when I saw your smile. Nocturnal lectures.
Waiting for soulmate. Repelled possibilities and varicose veins.
The sun in your palms Rolling down my face with love. My tired eyes close.