Borders…

Of countries, of hearts,
of states or relations,
of continents or lives…

Of mixed feelings,
of past without a cure,
of present without cradle,
or fortune futures…

Of dark nights,
of misty sunrises,
of deserts of dunes,
or of dawns without moon…

Borders…

Yours, mine,
ours, yours…
or maybe theirs…

Simply… borders…
but each one with itself…