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...
In that moist and hot air, I messing around in bedding that smells like deep sleep. I know that I can turn attention to that few lines writes with love, from the Love.
And now, in this simple and spare reality, I discover you. On the horizon.
Leaf through you in an air blow that doesn’t come.
Consume me while I cut this wounded air.