dialogue with our ghosts

if we go down
this road again,
i am not getting lost
and our love
won't steer us
in the wrong direction.

instead,
we will dump our baggage
in the backseat
and make new memories
on familiar streets.

you will clutch
the steering wheel
of my heart
and we will depart
for a place where
your skin rests peacefully
beneath my fingertips
and the morning
sleeps softly
on your lips.

your kisses
were the key
that turned me on
and started me
but,
please,
help me understand
why our tank was once empty.

tell me why
our path paved the way
for dead ends.
prove to me
that forever
doesn't break
or bend.

if we go down
this road again,
i will throw every map
out of the window
and feel my way
into the direction
of your body,
the landmark
of your skin.