I remember that day
I remember that day in Paris
When the air was so windy
That we could barely walk
That we felt the weight of earth
Pushing our bodies backward
I remember that day in Paris
When I felt the rain hammering my hair
When we were
Two teenagers in love fighting the cold wet
When we were running so fast
That no one could prevent us
To not strive against the tempest
We were the tempest
We were the underworld's soreness
We were love, lust, truth, faith
A poem dedicated to a past relationship