Pelos Ares

I don't ask you for anything
but if you happen to ask
there's nothing I wouldn't do for you

I keep within me
the house I sent
one day
through the air
and I rebuild it in all the details
intact and relentless

Here is
bicycle, plant, sky,
bookshelf, bed, and me
soon
everything will be in its place

Here is
chocolate, cat, floor,
mirror, light, shorts
in their place
to see you arrive