I Lied

I Lied! When I said I can read dreams and one day I'll get you a healing herb. I Lied! I was like a waterfall unaware Where to go with all these circlings filled by exiles. I was a tired river Lashed by the wind whenever it approached the banks. I lied! when I colored the anxiety water with dawn’s red wine. I ran, and my footsteps hold me to balcony dreams I waited and watched, and ah what a long time I wait! These tears that ignite from salt and blood No longer, but spring’s commonage Bloom on water’s 'black roses' with perfume grief. I lied! because I thought I can read dreams and one day I'll get you the healing herb.