You packed in yesterday
And all that you left
Is your touch on my hair
And only your breath.
You packed in yesterday
Just leaving behind
Kisses of your lips
And your cool "Unwind".
Maybe you want that
I'll entrust wholly
All my desires
To this night truly?
Just say me that!
And no other cue!
Nothing else matter
But being with you!
You packed in yesterday,
Leaving me memory
And this dead night,
Without you, but me.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 5:51 PM UTC
You packed in yesterday
And all that you left
Is your touch on my hair
And only your breath.
You packed in yesterday
Just leaving behind
Kisses of your lips
And your cool "Unwind".
Maybe you want that
I'll entrust wholly
All my desires
To this night truly?
Just say me that!
And no other cue!
Nothing else matter
But being with you!
You packed in yesterday,
Leaving me memory
And this dead night,
Without you, but me.
This poem was born under very strange, not at all poetic circumstances. I was waiting for a medical procedure at an ophthalmological clinic. My eyes couldn't see. So I began to dig into my memory, into my past. I remembered a sad story from my life. And that memory took the form of this poem.
Thank you for reading this poem! 💖
