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’m wet from the lights of your words.
I disclose only this.
You ask me. In the silence. To listen.
I combine your face to a melody while I rock myself inside an ancestral thought.
It pierces my hands, gentle, my body.