These were the days Clara Pasian

Clara Pasian

These were the days

These were the days With you While I was fishing for compliments And you came out as a rainbow fish My creased hands picked you All wiggling and youthful It was the sun on my belt That drew you to me

These were the days When we tamed each other Under a drizzling honey sun And we both shared a spoon To taste this golden lava

These were the days When I drank nothing but in the river Where you said you lived Kisses were slow and wet then And our arms could hold the whole earth

These were the days In which I sang A love like ours would never die I pushed your face To any poems’ lines And I wasn’t afraid to smile

There was a day When you said Old and grey You needed to hide your tears In the water So you dove and swam away

There were days Where there was nothing left But mud The spring was gone So I filled it up With a course of Rhum And used a beer bottle bait In hope of finding your specter Meanwhile I remembered

These were the days Twenty-seven days My lucky number

I would look for you All day long Bending over the river I could have fallen and drowned In this bitter orange flow It wouldn’t have mattered You would have kept swimming

These were the days I need to get over them