...
back then
i would replace your hand
that used to hold my hand
with a pen
i cried when the purple ink cried
i had fights with the unwet papers
and i didnt look up at the moon
just because i walked faster that day
and without you
it never meant that i didnt scream
i ... Love ... YOU !!!
while i was curving around 610
as that stupid sun kept shining
because every expression we said
every desire we spilled at nite
i threw all of it
inside a lavender-colored paper
crumpling it up
and tossed carefully under my bed
i always wondered
if
you
s h a t t e r e d
the same amount of pieces
that i did
but now
my fingernails
dressed in purple-glitter polish
play soulfully
in tones of forever
across your charming ribs
and. . .the moon looks down on us, smiling
...
['LaLuna' pix by Eyslyn]