29. Two Words

As I watch
the hubbub
of the day
making way
through the people
around me

Your silence
is the only thing
that's real

Your
loud heartbeat
fills this
empty room
and reverberates
in every corner
of it

and in every
paralel street
I look
when a crossing
delays
my moving
towards
that place
where I know
I'm already late

All I hope
is that
this burning feeling
in my chest
can warm up
your days

Because
the winds
of time
are blowing hard
but they only
keep this
red ashes
alive