If burning that little piece of cigar
would trigger bedroom memoir and spinjitzu
of when I and you thought feelings grew dead.
only to find our head buried in voodoo.
The same avenue my heart hung with a tail,
in a tale of how I fell out from love’s whip.
Mistakes with a backflip, tears in a hush.
Neither chance made a mistake of keeping to time,
against all its odds, against its rhyme.
Arresting my heart was a mistake before
not now again, I would wish for it more
holding it tight, squeezing its core
over and over again, repeat your moves
Open are my arms for you to hold the clues
till time takes time to throw me a tough heart.
A mistake I made was believing your karma,
dwindling into my life, brokenness was to be delayed.
I know for once, I opened up when I said hi
dearly you loved me, into paradise you directed
Immortal mistake was you, you are my emoji.