Nunca Te Calles

Are we listening to the same silence?

Distant cars on the freeways?

Trees blowing?

Are we feeling the same cold air on our skin, and are you soaking in a present moment too?

I imagine this is when thoughts of me creep in

Mourning the potential in your own twisted ways

I am both the evil woman and most unattainable woman in your mind.

Let me guide you back to our present moment, where we are safe.

Are we looking up at the same dark sky?

I’d like to live in the moments of your deep breaths.