Ghost Kiss – Haider M. Catan

At midnight

with peace of mind

I woke up

heart running.

Memory taste

strawberry flavour

where does it come from?

what was for dinner?

No erotic meal

I opened my window

used my tongue

tasted memory’s panels.

Walls of consciousness

no indicator

the truth has gone


surviving somewhere.

From inside

deep voice whispered

relax man just relax.

It was she,

who wants to

disarrange you,

A ghost of a kiss.