Minds

The day has been long

and when it got dark

a senseless mind

made a stupid remark.

Couch surfing glances

entered through orbits

healing a brain

already altered.

Two minds encounter

and grandmother flashbacks

they have in common.

Is it the gin which causes

a heart centered grin?

It’s raining, it’s cold,

but nobody cares

since both minds unfold.

Each morning is joy,

inhaling each other

and sweating the sweet

off hands and eyes,

off brain tattooed lips…

It ends with a smile,

so it’s normal to miss.