You roam my mind in shower,
as foam, you wash me. When drunk
you ferociously devour my night
with your sudden disappearance.

You weren't meant to stay, is what
I tell myself. My physics exam is a lot
like you, I thought I knew, but failed.
But I turn pale and my teacher helps me
out.

As seasons, as trains or cars, as blind wars,
you've passed and taught me one thing new,
the essence of a song is different with you.

Unorganized messes, god blesses those
like you. Deeply structured, so complex,
all in contact, she slowly and certainly wrecks