Today is a perfect day for the morning after.
Yesterday we did not see love as a box to fill.
Yesterday we celebrated love for the sake of love by expressing love.
My friend of love, for whom I love
You wrap my hand with yours
My free hand strokes your hair
And free heart kisses you gently
My chest, a calm storm, electric with life, dances with playful games of blueberries
Please don't bury me.
I wish to stay but the world needs me to leave
But then the end does not matter, for death is offered with life.
- sleeps
