Of all the places
In the world
I like corners the most
They are there all by themselves
Alone
Sad
Hiding from the light
Collecting dust
Hiding things
Hiding themselves in the process
The corners of the world, for example
Where lovers used to meet
Hiding into each other
Disappearing in one another's embrace
The world once had corners
That disappeared with lovers
I am not talking about those corners though
I love the corner of your lips
That quivers when you see me
The corner of your eye
That dilates with my dream
The corner of your heart
Where I still exist
Where I still smile
