October

The pain of absence
rises, when there
was no conspiracy.

I will have you
in perfume of silence.

Lips drag the pen
on paper I allow myself
to be cheated.

What was your
motive to put on the light.
I was searching myself
in dark.

Inhale me in
water of life. My boat
was sinking.

Thoughts become
criminal. I never wanted
to erase myself.