I wish that my fulfilment of you, made my mind blank as a blackboard after a summer vacation.

 

I wish my mind was left alone in this emptiness, where the possibility of you was everywhere and nowhere at the same time.

 

I wish that you let me be borne again from this empty void, coming into your world.

 

I wish that I was fresh and promising as the dawn in a big city after nights rain and with the smell of freshly baked bread in the air.

 

I wish I could see me in you in the asphalts wet mirror.

 

I wish.