The color dazzles my senses,
they’re dense for the vague morning dim light
Impudent, I keep an eye on me.
I lose one’s way on the breezy look of this silent wave
You are enough for me.
And I become alone
cheerful to look what strikes me,
long a street that gazes me mine...
I’ve killed the sky, for you.
I’ve seen it collapse and crack in many noises.
It has cried, over my eyes.
I’ve eaten the rage, now I’m sated
I peer you into fragile and faint movements.
Maybe I remember a simply story, result of some centuries-old mind. But that fixed image in my mind, in my eyes, it brings me to vibrations and they shake me.