Perhaps
it was only
desire sound
which called
our
tired hearts.

Perhaps
you never felt
the marks of my lips
when i decided to
walk on your
body.

Perhaps
I decided to
follow your sun
when sunset
was the only thing
I had to love.

Perhaps
I was made
of sand dust
inside
your watery
eyes.

Perhaps
we were
space lovers
travelling
in wrong way
in this time.