Shapes won’t matter
Not even the skin you wear
Nor when, where, and how?
The name that names you
Like the bird goes to the Sun,
so I am, I am looking for you
Like the bee and the honey,
so I was, I’m calling you
In the foam of the ocean,
I found your soul reflecting
the night was ending
in a second, life stopped
forever in your energy
the wind brought me one day
it taught me how to laugh
when dreams are the illusion
letting spring appear again
I felt like you didn’t come back
sensing you in that kiss,
in the absences, in the rubble
in oblivion, inside my memory
Shapes won’t matter
Not even the skin you wear
Nor when, where and how?
The name that names you
I know you’re close
I feel you raw,
knowing your back
A tiny little place of vulnerability
Like foam and salted breeze
and flowers feel safe to open
And so life goes away, goes away
I felt you in that kiss,
in the absences, in the rubble
in oblivion, inside my memory
that fills me with sorrow
I feel you in oblivion
I felt you in the memory
I felt you everywhere
I felt you in my whole body
I know you’re close
I feel you raw,
knowing your back.
VIVIANNE SERENDIPIA 