Put your head on my shoulder
Let's drink for the last time,
We both know that
Together we ain't right.
Dandelions are in the air
And made me remember how we met.
It was sping, a park afternoon,
I neither know when I fell for you.
I loved you at first and I still do
I can tell that you do it too
But we are like chocolate and salt
We don't work together even if we want.
So stay here for the night,
Let's smoke our dreams
And maybe for some seconds
We can love indeed.
YOU ARE READING
'Monochopsis'
Poesía'monochopsis' is, like the title means, an out of line modernist poetry volume. Some of the poems will be visual, some with lots of metaphors, they will be in my way. Motto: ,, Don't read them, understand them!"
