What if I touched your shoulder in a mindless space of joy
Can you swim through your past?
Don’t look at me like that
Don’t inhale my skin
Who can tell if it lasts?
Cities scattered, you grow lovelier
The song of the day is to mourn
I could run to you, small leaps, fast
Follow you where you go.
The smoke rings fly away, your eyes are deep
I could cry, I think I might 
Words have no meaning. The end or the beginning?
Let’s quieten for a while.