That evening in the rocks
a taste of spring and sex
Someone calls you
before I return
I hope they can save you
because I am coming.
There was a full moon
and you were so distant
from my arms
as it was allowed
by international standars.
But when you do understand
that from me
there is no escape
I am like a shadow
ill intentioned.
Fortunately
I never herad from you anymore
until I met your mother in the street
and she told me that
you were returning
I dont know I said
changing the subject.
Any similarity with reality
is purely coincidental
But never unexpected.
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