Walk-in closet

The first two weeks
you were used to wear
that sparkling smile
and a colorful t-shirt
the following month
you clothed yourself
with your body's energy
to bear with a gray summer

in the last month
you discovered my poems
written behind the fox's wall
you use them to sleep
during those nights of watch

but after the moon changed
you started to wear
a green fabric in your head
turning off your energy
hiding your sparkling smile

and you didn't let anymore
the threads of my voice
warming your ears
you just refused
to wear the words
of my walk-in closet.