I see your shape again tonight,
your shadows behind the candle light,
I see your smile in the smoke,
is this a prank? Is this a joke?
I drink more wine, I raise my glass,
maybe at the bottom, I’ll find us,
maybe I should just pour some more,
and I’ll find you standing in front of my door.
What is this sound? What is this noise?
Is it a song or is it your voice?
Vanilla scents just filled the room,
why does it smell like your perfume?
The bottle lies empty on the floor,
I can see your smile no more,
the silence now holds the tone,
I close my eyes and you are gone.
10.09.2017
Jimmy Larus 