I thought that we have both
signed a contract to write
our own stories together?
Now that you have left me
unannounced like the rain
when it comes pouring its
limpid tears on our pasturage,
I see no other person to entice
me with tales told day and night.
You left me here thinking about
you and everything that looks like
your shadow under the sun when it
shines through the window of my room.
O, how then will I ever forget your name?
You made me feel special when, at various
occasions, I, by the naysayers, was laughed at.
For you, I am more when for them, I am not but
a grown-up folk who finds his happiness in the
depth of fresh waters and sumptuously cooked