FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

when i arrive
you are there sleeping
on the sofa near the
kitchen

in that exhaustion
i take time looking at you
now getting older
on white hairs

it makes be feel guilty
how i have too much love
which i can no longer keep
for you or for myself

to hide a betrayal
i keep my silence
keep it well like a flower
in my garden
cutting it for no one
leaving it
as it is
until its ripe
for wilting.