You and I

I spoke of love and you spoke of lust,

I spoke to life and you spoke of death,

I spoke of you and you kept silent.

In those alleys you lost me, in my mind you closed me.

I spoke of sun and you spoke of burn,

I spoke of flowers and you spoke of funerals,

I spoke of smell and you spoke of stench.

Why did we never speak of hearts and the beauty of love,

I wonder why?!