the summer is coming to a common end
it began, so i remember
while i was away from harm
in broken arms
in paradise, a promised land
i took a bus and
the sun setting chased away my fears
i was so tired when we began;
i am so tired now that the summer's ending
even when the sea is within me
even when your skin collates mine
when i'm nowhere but where i wish i'd be
the blood turns black and the mist follows,
a foggy dream unwound
a true nature unfolds in terraces we don't know of
and i say
the river and its sediments
will follow us wherever we go
it's just a matter of listening,
then
the heat will always be within