For nights to repent

1 February 2024

We hold hands

in memoriam

A time spent

within heart

An era that love demands

never to depart



The ship sails

its masts setting course

Teetering 

heart on brim

I hold onto direction

that my compass fails



The wind blows

on our memories

I skim slow

unleashed flow

I search for the trace of love

gifted from above



Fluttering 

my eyes miss deltas

that describe

what it was

a pillar of salt forming

where trust lacked resolve



Tomorrow

knocks hard at my door

Like a show

of puppets

it pulses and carries strings

faint rememberings



Forgotten

the days are silent

Trails we made

lost their shade

The sea washed over our names

for nights to repent


Reading of the poem:

El Mareo - Bajofondo Tango Club ft Gustavo Cerati