Aswan

I recall, a cafe with red walls. Existence.

You were sitting on the coffee table
where you’re reading Kierkegaard
Minutes later, you proceeded to say
something that almost broke my heart

You said, “Darling, I am tired of livin’ my routined life.
There’s so much in the world that i’d like
to soak up with my eyes.”
Well, baby I never did stop you from going out to explore
We can do it all together from the colds of the poles
to the tropics of Borneo