A Last Love

Ever since I had you in me,

I framed you in that dominating absence,

In the circles of some unimaginable obsession,

I get past years and years of experience.

I had tried recalling the moments of that final call,

The dial tune remaining in resonance with the millions of rays of the horizon,

Where I had left back my backyard,

I messed up my innocence of concept.

I lie specifically in the moments of cores my unknown gave way to,

The strangled stranger still available for the two-and-fro,

In these theatres where I was made up,

A dream still tries living up to...