After 6 Years

of being with (a drop
of silence away)
you were,

you swept away my tears
leaved in sorrow, knit inside.

So many days
my heart was soaked in alcohol,
trying to shake off
perennial humiliations.

your love webs
kept me in... your black hairs
spreading like a fan.

I lived inside of you, not wanting
to see the outside world,
closing the blinds and shutting my eyes,
I lived like a hermit.

of being with...
it is true, I was hiding
a fugitive of the soul,
not wanting.