Women carry their bodies like knives (ñ)
Because it’s 22 degrees today
You don’t find it necessary
To answer my question
Where you are going to keep
Our calendar
It doesn’t matter you say
For the 100th time
I am trying to explain you
What I am going to do
With this calendar
You don’t understand me
Hmm .. normal case in between us
Today is Wednesday
But actually it’s Monday
Because we are having our meal together
The food is too fatty
and we sit by this only unlucky table
In the sun
Although all the other tables In the shade
Are available
We are slowly melting
Together with the piece of the butter
Left on the side plate on the table
But I look at you
And I am so happy
To see you are enjoying
My company
Although you can’t see my eyes
Through the reflective lenses
Of my new sunglasses
And you don’t know how tenderly
I touch every
Part of your body
With my glance
7 April 2021