when your picture flashes into my head.

momentsspeak my name
of a hidden paradise;
here are my shadows
sitting for tickets
to come.
keep in your pockets
my fluid words
for your travel
to one-way grip
of massive temptations.
my naïve hands
hold your false hopes.
return without returned.
beneath the hollow sun,
i smoke the memories
when we were dying
because of our own
slick lips – snatching.
i wish i never met you.


WORD COUNT: 67

Thank you for reading this story. If you want to talk about random things with me, do not hesitate to reach me through my “Contact” page. All the best love, my dear.

let me hold your words before you leave;

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