Vitamin D And Heel Pain

THAT IS NOT LOVE DIES, YOU DIE ....

not die of love, you die. Muero
you, love, love you, my emergency
my skin from you,
of my soul, you and my mouth
and unbearable that I am without you.

I die of you and me, die for both of us
of that,
torn, split,
I die, you die, you die.

We die in my room when I am alone in my bed
that faults
on the street where my arm is empty,
in movies and parks, streetcars,
my shoulder where your head usually

and my hand your hand
and everything I know you as myself.

We die in the place that I have paid to air