and the crickets are speechless today

it's all that limelight stillness behind my ear
fading signal beats, confusing you
I tell myself formless anger is all there is in-between my legs and your crotch
I don't even want to wear it anymore
it's too comprehensive and shabby
it doesn't suit me anymore

then I see your ancient gaze
searching for regeneration of human touchiness
you plough decomposed sense and hidden truth, endlessly

I should light a candle for you from time to time
to venerate your stamina (preventing us to meet)
but I won't ever dance you to the end of love
although I'd only do it for you

I think of you when I am swinging at the top of a day-fly
then - it feels like - I can lengthen your unspoken promise