Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

I sit on my bed
And across from me
Peering back
Was Cupid

He giggled
And wigged his bow
While I
Had one hand on my phone
And another on his shot arrow
That pierced
My side
Many moons ago

He looked on
As my bed began
To soak red
And stared in awe
While I continued to
Tug on this
****** arrow

It doesn't move
I can feel it's
Spearhead inch
Even further
Pulling sinew and flesh
With it

I beg and plead with him
To take it out
And that I should've heeded his warnings
That longing for the impossible
Was going to lead to my
Downward spiral of wanting
Love from Aphrodite in corporeal form
But the longing was much to great
Surely he too understood this

But he
Bites his thumb at me
And continues to giggle
And fiddle with
Another of his arrows

I grow dizzy
And cold
But this arrow burns hot
Like the Caribbean sun
With an inferno scorching my lungs

A scream escapes me
And Cupid claps
Before he takes aim
And pretends to
Shoot
another of his arrows
Through my phone

I feel another pang in my chest
Knowing this gesture
all to well
For I deserve this torture
Because I
Can't let go
Of Aphrodite in corporeal form