Thursday, 8 December 2016


Like the devour of chocolate
Melt in my mouth
Like ice cream too frosty to the touch
Melt in my mouth

Leave an aftertaste
The same as the perfume you were wearing
When you left our nightly abode in haste
Going out in the chilly weather, ever wandering

Let the words you had last spoken
Melt in my brain
Let the vow you had last broken
Melt in my heart

Do not get lost in the snow
And then like the constellation of the stars, become a crowd of flakes
Do not let me go
For your heart might not even yearn, but mine in each winter, breaks...

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