You were swimming

in my blood,

beating in my heart,

squeezing my veins,

killing me from there,

inside.


You ran all over my body
until you hid yourself so well
that no matter how much
I wanted to find you


- I don't know if to see you
or to kick you out -
I couldn't.

I observed in ecstasy
the footprints of my feet
on the red puddles
that I spilled on...