still breathing
the same sweet air
sleeping on
the same pillow of dreams
while we were falling
through the
infinity of darkness
& light
i let go
of your hand.
i believe i am
trying to find my end
while you are waiting for
your beginning.
am i the slave of fantasies
like sickness &
old age & death
truth, rightness &
contradiction?
marriage? children?
wealth & happiness?
would i cld. leave
hold of these too.
my soul is moving on
but it will never be far
from yours.