The last night

Tonight I won’t say, I love you
neither would I tell you about those infinite bubbles of thoughts,
I had hid beneath the sand dune of time,
all this while,
nor about those countless cravings I’ve had to be near you.
Tonight, I wouldn’t waste time in telling you things, you already know.
(You do, right??)
Tonight, I’ll show you something you don’t.
Tonight I will dig each infinity,
unearthing the album of pictures we lost on the fossil of time.
Tonight, I will take you back to recreating the footprints
that washed away with the wave of years.
Tonight, we’ll just sit inside this hut of love, making love.
When our bodies will forget the mistakes they never made,
actions will start speaking
and
words will go for a walk,
somewhere far off.
But tonight, only tonight.
When there is nothing wrong, nothing right.
That is tonight, only tonight.