Angela

In the veins the red wine floated,
and touched their provvisoriety.
"Close the window" she said.
The storm leaves pieces
of conversation in the air.
She asked the code
to access to his pain.
He said silently:
"Not now, let me know
how to get faster to my flight."
The room was cold.
She was wondering
with whom he was and thought
"He´s gone".
She went to open the window,
and smoked.

Soundtrack: Cannonball Adderley Quintet