Warmness of my sun

Go away,
Retreat
To that place where you come from
That city
Filthy as scum
with the shattered street lights
and the traffic
jams

Move your hands sideways
in a wave of goodbye
Jump back into your car
take the road
past avenue sixty five
Four hours away
from the sight of my eyes

A few days
perhaps months?
Won´t be seeing you
A few minutes
perhaps hours?
We´ll be talking soon

But for now
Leave my city
and the warmness of my sun
Leave the paved streets
and the noise of
marathons

I want you to leave all of this
I want you to feel
Everything you will miss
miles away
from
me