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 see that, in a shimmer of water. In your gaze.
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.