Mi amor

Whatsapp_image_2019-03-24_at_16.04.23__1_by Jessica Hopkins18 Mar 2019

O, Mi amor,

the gentle complexion
of these brick walls
remind me of you.

they are familiar - you see.
the crevices and stains in the shape
of a curving river,

the worn out sticker that always
forms a face.

the reflection of the round ceiling
on the blue door.

O - my love; how they make me
miss you.

your daily touch. Routine
eyes of pure ecstatic

These yellow brick - no -
beige -
walls keep inching towards me
as I look up
and find
that the door is locked.

(it is always locked)

mi amor.