30 Hours

My eyes can tell how much I feel

For what I wanna be

: a piece that completes your puzzle

My lips run dry with words I say

about love, about hope

Yet I don’t know if it’s the destination I’m able to reach

“ssshhhh”, you said

“don’t make any wish this time”

“cause I’m as grateful as you are”

And then we kissed

And then we made love

in Tchaikovsky’s

I picture you as sunshine to my cold, dark world

I taste you like sugar to my tea

While you’re trying to resemble your shadow

on a fragile porcelain vase

–which you don’t know who made it-

Please let me feel those pains

Please let me hear those cries

Before this 30-hours ends

Or else,

I’m better here to stay with you

forever