Where was the moment
which made us change?
It´s hard to notice now afterwards
but maybe we understood that something new started to blow
And it started to blow us away
Our lips tasted the eternity
I imagined you to change but in other direction
Did you think that I was going to last?
Save me now in your memories
like the smoke of the last cigarette in your lungs
We didn´t notice to stop the reformation
when it was here
"And it started to blow us away"
ReplyDeleteYou did a good thing in writing this in a separate line. This poem's really good :)
*thumbs up*