sábado, 6 de março de 2010


starting with the specific purpose
of writing something already written
i leave it for tomorrow
i write for my first human moment
to be human
i feel the tears i wrote about some days ago
i feel the sun in my face
and i am going everywhere
after the aromas
looking at the roses in the garden
they are real
and i truly can touch them
while i hear your voice behind me
and your strong voice always makes me look at
going after the voice that burns
my soul
to be arrested
on emotions
the ones i pretend to have
but after all
i can't
is it the ocean on my feet?
where i am
of water
and the waves are coming
and i can feel them
i love you ocean
i can feel the dreams you hold inside

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