she was sad and so hot

it was like a poetry

she came
and
she looked at me in the eyes

and she told me
you are
are obsolete
and so tender

in her eyes it was night
polar night
stone night she had left

my eyes staring at
she was sad
that night
and resembled the night
and so much night
link us

my souls like a lotus flower

was
was night and we loved
ooooo loved
loved

my eyes looked in vain

someone was crying in it
crazy and playful

she loved me
she loved me not
she was sad and so hot

one day she removed my eyes
my eyes
as night

when playing in the garden of the blind

she became a blind story

and
I was blind

it was sad
so sad

when we are playing the blind