please, kiss me for the last time
I want to feel the bitterness of your words with my tongue
see for the very first time that I should've never let myself
be as disillusioned as I am now
the whole moment others said it would last
ends now after more than twenty years
I know it would never be enough though
even with hundreds of them
for they would also end one day
I want to be old with you, to conquer the world
to see the sun setting into the pools of your eyes
your lips breaking down in a smile
clothing fitting your frame daily with a caress
our hands clasped tightly onto the mattress
why couldn't we die then, at the beginning of it all?
at least together would be the leading word