Since I can’t have my towers back I’ll take your breath in stead.

I’ll bath in your goneness.

I’ll kiss the bullet

that opened up your mind  to Bliss.

Since I can’t have my towers back I’ll forgive you

as long as you fly away.

I want to pray

for the thousands who go lonely

because of you.

What else can I do?

Since I can’t have the love and peace I miss

I’ll kiss

 the rainbow that followed your exit.

I’ll praise the Lord

that the rest of my city still stands

Days are hard

without the towers

and my love in the shower

next to me.