Beauty is not enough
Room just became too small for two
Her curly long hair, her plump lips
Ah, she is so beautiful;
She is, like me, high too.
My lips, without a reason
Leap, and leave myself divided in two
What Nietzsche said, I forgot!
And probably, during the whole night
She forgot too.
Night is old news now
And morning, is not enough for two;
I am bored.
The steps I take follow the steps I did not choose
“I’ll forget her tomorrow!” I say to myself,
She’ll forget me too.