On a rainy day once, time stood still
as the leaves clung to brown branches
we wrote poems on each other's lips
and drank from the chalice of our mouths.
In those days I wore purple
they said it will bring luck
Did it? I wonder.
In those days, lies cheated my tongue
writing fables that did not have a Cinderella
while I lost my shoe
In those days wet mud stuck on the soles
left brown trails along the pavement
those footprints don't live there anymore.