The ivy gave us burgundy
Reflections, a journal in return
Clasping your nostalgic dreams;
Postcards from former selves
Asking how have you been?
Grey between the lines of lives
You lingered and loved

Coloured ink spills tainted
The unwritten pages of
Our favourite names of ages,
Soaking the past with
A future mask. They asked,
Was it all you had hoped?
Sit back and relax, watch

Wait, only you can see,
Your eyes build those towers
While fingertips crumble them
Like rocky waves, on a
Sandy stage. Breadcrumbs of
Your soul, scented by sunlight.
How did she change you?

Ride the cracks, paper over
The tortured, unbeaten tracks
With words of others. Their
Bodies, ripened, stifled
For starters, let us begin on
Paths that lead somewhere
In between, this life and yours

Let me explore you
Deeper. Undress your mind
Swallow your limits and
Leave them dusted, behind.
Will the currents carry me?
Drown the taut thoughts, the
Drifting taunts. Enough now

Roped into settling down;
A murky sunset or a foamy
Mountain, painted between
Frothed skies, and your eyelids.
Dive into this moment, tempted
Gasping for salty air, was
It the sea that saved you?

Choked as you realise you
Can’t breathe and dream
At the same time. Another
Day, another lifetime,
Rehearsed. Wish I were there,
See you next year. How
Can I know your universe?