A Poem for Lovers of Our Century

walking in this city
as if it cursed me
closed every road leads to you
shifted every corner encounters you

im praying the gods of underworld
and asking for monsters in the void
to tell me the secrets of the world
where i will have the spell to find you

the city hides you from me
every day silently
i trade my soul in return
to have you in front of me

nor a word or a sight of yours
nor a word or sight of mine
all i need is your body to be
share the same sky with me