We occupied a room,
were hiding forever,
having arguments and cigarettes,
in our refuge from the harsh winter.
I spoiled her with my ideas,
fought for her mind and body.
And she gave me a little smile
when I looked away.
Then, it was all phantasy,
we popped the funk every night.
You know the smell of lovers
who rule the world!
Goddamn past!
I cannot put my arms around a memory.