I lost a thousand days

and gained a thousand nights

on the moment I decided I could no longer

be in a relationship with my black Empress

who had seen me bathe naked

in a polluted river

every day since

I was a seventeen year old boy

desperate to be kissed by the exotic and hard done by.

 

What is there to be missed by letting the beauty go?

I mused one October morning at three, I left her

to be frozen out of my life