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...
This thought runs. Slow. Overflowing.
Of memories, disobeyed hope.
Candid unclean truthful.
And you go deep into my eyes with your eyes.
The choise to have you.