the last chance

Glaring red shirt

Forehead on your lips

Right arm wrapped around my waist

Left hand rested on your back

Vaguely, the headlights of Big Big Bus

That strangely familiar air



Light consumed us

It was Nothing left but us

Light became you

Nothing else but you

And light

Oh light!

Suffocated me

And in a split second

I am lost in your radiance


Lost in your presence



in savoring the very excess

of your faint faint warmth


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