Mirage.

arrival.

I have loved you.

From the day,

When you touched

My naked eyelids.

My naked tears,

My naked nights.

When you poured,

Your constellations into

My open wounds,

Into my sore throat.

When you told me,

Art doesn't come

From happiness.

Happiness cannot

Coexist with art.

I have loved you. 

When you dreamt,

My dreams away.

When you happened,

To me.

When you decided,

To find beauty.

Which is little left,

In the earth, and;

In my freckles.

I have loved you.  

When I kept

Losing, what was

Never mine.

When you realized,

My promises

Were me.

And, you broke them.

You tore me apart.

Your nails dug deep,

Into my flesh.

Into the black hole,

Which you left in me.

In my chest,

In,

My womb.

My throat.

My eyelids.

I sink,

I falter.

I swallow myself,

Wishing I was the ground.

So, that you would lay

Inside me,

When Death pays you