my adulteries were grieving in
my dreams
when you walked in like autumn breeze
as if
the doors and windows have been kept open for you
and with you came memories of
dark and desperate times
women in forties desperately calm and carefree
is coming back again
to wilderness
back then also love was not innocent
but
full of macho insecurities
and feminine deceit
release me from yourself
I, a man of sin
is frail as smoke today and
have burnt my fist of steel
the purple wounds echoes
my inner void
I have aged in silence but
you have been there all through
as life went about consuming itself in
come and goes
my shadows reminded of you