Wings Of Desire.

'When the fall comes again'

I am mending the house

Where your absence hurts.

Removing from the windows

Stained memories that blind.

I opened the front door

In case you remember

And decide to come by.

But it is the burglar instead

The one lurking a heart.

I remember the swallows

The river, the bike rides.

I remember the walks,

The rain of the fall

The sound of your name.

I forgot I didn’t know you.

I forgot to forget.

I will follow the swallows

When the fall comes again.
In their wings the desire
and the rhythms of freedom.