Lanes

I am watching intertwined lanes
in every train station,
deeply immersed into pervasive thoughts.
Following a snowflake falling… falling… falling…
in the stairs cage caught and melted, in the moist… …
When you arrive and undress and I undress too,
I always want to place your hand on my sex and say :
“you can hurt me now if you want”.
Thinking that’s precisely…
What love means.