caramel-toned skin
stretched all over his being
came into my mouth
and spread taste
sweeter than watermelon juice.

when on the first morning
coffee he brought,
greeting warm gave away.
and a box of cigarettes he bought...

buses stand between us
you go and I will leave...
my sweetest downfall and crush,
there was no middle thin line, only grass.

lovely memory of mine
stay love and do not lean
I am here, do not forget me.