I think of you… I feel you… The memory… Trembles in my eyesCrystalline eyesDemand bandageNot to look like a childWhen I look at you. O.
Thinking…
I found myselfsitting on the sandat imaginary hours of the nightlike a soldier in his sentry boxthe watchman's guard. Watching its mesmerising calmfor its calm tranquillity clingingthe sea in all its reflective splendourwith all its plural immensity. In an unstable statefor being an ignorantto make a mockeryto something so important…The interrogation disarmed me. The inclusive... Leer más →
THE QUESTION…
Sitting on the sand looking out to sea watching the calm sea. He comes closer whispers to her short and simple words mute words for strangers Will you marry me? The sigh that lifts the air lets hear a chink the most important one. She looks into his eyes he doesn't avoid her he doesn't... Leer más →
Piece…
You are the piece of the puzzle That suddenly disappeared one day And that I've ended up finding. Stay with her You'll place it with your hand. In its place, in its time When you see fit When you consider it necessary. O.
My…
Under that treeIn the shadeUnder the light of your eyes Tell me…Why does it hurt so muchWhy don't I forgetMy chest is tightThe roar of emptinessThe deafening echoThat mute remembers…You are no longer with me Laughter doesn't comeThe place where we made each otherPromises, oaths… Instants whispered to timeBetween moans, whispers and sighsOverwhelming silencesMinds in... Leer más →
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