№2

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№2

I look at our love be diluted.

While, I count the petals

Of your wide memories,

That the cruel wind snatches.

Dancing and falling out,

Burning up and dying.

My thoughts of fire

Incinerate your countenance.

Shout cloudy heart;

Neither she nor time waits.

Deep blood that runs

Between bed sheets and ice,

Furrowing skies and flesh;

Staining me in crimson.

It drowns in ashes

The city that I built

To your body and name,

Full of white violence.

Deaf cloudy heart;

Neither she nor time waits.

Hurting with their silence

And his elongated echoes,

I wait the sound of the doorbell

By your pale heart.

Chasing hope

Between mud and darkness,

Lonely in the storm

Flooded with memories.

Run cloudy heart;

Neither she nor time waits.

The hope is running out,

Such as our moment

That withered bloomed,

So broken and hopeless.

To flashes I cling;

Your eyes as visions

Crying and screaming me:

“It keeps my love broken”.

Surrender cloudy heart.

She as time didn’t wait,

The day that you expect won’t come.

Red clouds remain in the sky

And an old sun that doesn’t warm.

Mirages on the sand.

Dead a tulip in my hands.

The echo of my lost cry.

Your look tattooed on my mind.

A little piece that I keep me

Of your heart so white.

Is this all that’s left.