Tuesday, March 28, 2017

The last time I saw you

Small hours and moonlit streets
We wandered,
Avoiding going home
Until the sun
Awakened once again.

You bought French fries,
And I stole them,
Secretly
Though I know you saw
And didn't say anything.

The last time I saw you,
My friend
You let me warm my bones
Next to your bones
For a second,
An eternity.

Before I went home
To walls I wouldn't paint,
Furniture that wasn't mine.
A life empty
As the four walls around it.

That last time,
Slightly drunk on the moon
And stars.
I saw those fries
But in that soft light
I saw you, too.

I wish I could see you always
Like the last time I saw you..

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