Crumpled Your shadowstretchesalong the waves ofEgyptian cotton,your scentwovenin the silky fabric,blended intothe smooth grey.Your heatpoolsin the bowl-shaped depressionwhere your headhas been,next to mine,two craters ofalready dullmeteors. «À tout jamais…»your whispered pledgestilllimpsthrough the air,empty likemiragesin the incandescence of the desert,deafeningin the silence around,mocking me.
Your shadowstretchesalong the waves ofEgyptian cotton,your scentwovenin the silky fabric,blended intothe smooth grey.Your heatpoolsin the bowl-shaped depressionwhere your headhas been,next to mine,two craters ofalready dullmeteors. «À tout jamais…»your whispered pledgestilllimpsthrough the air,empty likemiragesin the incandescence of the desert,deafeningin the silence around,mocking me.