Cry

How can I know you When you sit on The other side of the wall Graffiti of love has been Whitewashed to save The ones morals’ fall How can I see you They have plugged crackes Developed through ages They suspected the innocent Hearts and scribbled down ruins In medieval cages How can I touch you The space between us Suppurated with rotten beliefs Revolting wishes turned me Back from where you were I began to count so many ifs I smell my leaking veins And got lost in the stairs At the backyards of old home Guarded by blood sucking Deities dancing in the night The doors could not open to some Let me feel your breath And wear you the last cloth My grandma wore to die I’m sending my thoughts In the vessel of a leaf and hope to it A kiss you would never deny