"Play of fools"

Kinda melting
Inside with those stories
Of hot-headed kings
Seeing him once or twice
Feaverish jokes
My airways like always
Melting away and
Taking a breath of this smell
Brings me back to a time
When the warmth was his arms
Around my body

Convenience is a play of fools
And I joke it's too late
For me to turn back
I wish his arms to be around my waist
More innocent and awkward
Then the last play

Before emperors kin