you tic tac toe
me, have we not
agreed before?
we must thrive
on the secrets of
pretensions.
pretend to be
the garden
and i pretend
as the gardener
do not be true.
the closeness of
the sun and sea
would mean chaos.
i am the moon and
you be the sea
and i land upon your
breasts of oceans
that i cannot consume.
admit, i must,
there is no love
here, as it would
be an impossibility.
your lips unto mine.
i raise your hands
to touch my hair.
you close your eyes
not for love but
for escape.
i close mine to conceal
this hate.
i touch your body inorder
to forget.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pretentions! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.