Cry it out... It hurts and lies
in the corner of his marine eye...
your name aches on soft dimensions.

Twirls around, like a flower child,
I absorbed every move and word
that crumbled out of you mouth.

When we lied there naked
I recall the view from the window across
saw few trees, changing colors,
changing energies, changing bodies...


But there, under your warmest of hugs
the weather became so insignificant...
unreal... fictive... as if there was no weather anymore.
no warm, no cold outside the apartment ...
fed on you touches, kept me alive for a month.