The woman you lost,
who will always be dark-haired
is impossible not to want.
I’m forever a child looking
out my window at the night sky.
Don’t you wonder sometimes?
I’ll tell you everything.
I won’t change.
The old man said the woman must
obey the law.
The meaning of becoming a
historical subject.
But I’ll touch the world
with bare hands.
Even if it burns.
