Last Kiss

Falling down,
in the middle of emptyness,
who is talking to me (?),
I cant, I dont listen to,
I lost my consciousness,
slowly, indenpendent,
guided by silver glow,
I follow colourful circles,
beyond the infinity.

I found dead clown,
of mine,
and his silver heart,
was broken,
deep in chest,
full of blue liquid.

In pure tears,
he felt like
naked butterfly in rain,
sitting on the deck -
he forgot to stop the time.

Sweet taste is still here,
in kisses,
which kept us so warm,
kept us too lazy,
to play good-known game,
everything what is right now,
will always disappear: we say it was.

Tears mixed with sand,
we talk in present time,
life is getting back,
to the silly, boring -
old tracks.

Feeling my heavy feet,
carbon lips,
covered with cold hands,
so much inside of me,
you hear,
but dont see me.

Nevermore.

Last minute,
and its last sound,
our hands,
and their last separation,
bitter taste,
after last kiss,
last silence,
honest thanks,
to moments we spent,
last cigarette,
and together,
we fall down,
last face,
and silent spoken wish...

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