yesterday i saw you
but this indulgence
already ending
I see the sun in the west
your reflection
and waiting for sweet pain again
I want to scream
I want to be crucified
on dark snow
but if it changed something
if it helped me save
you
push
I am guilty before everyone
their anxiety
wait with your madness
live in freedom
I am guilty - all I want
just see you
in the doorway
doors
near the window
or under a lantern with a cigarette
the light is refracted in you
and I'm guilty
but all I can confess is
i want to warm your hands
with your breath
not letting go