your memory serves me
a smile
i know it’s fake
but i think i’ll believe it
for a while

gently i’m trying
to sweat
above the carvings
in this skin
may these be the hours
for the day
to softly begin

so now comes the wish
of smiling back
i am not quite sure
for i’ll take you
around the corner
i could never 
bear this honour
wrapped in black