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