Thursday, 11 February 2016

its message

I get dressed for the ocassion
trying to  compete with its immense  gown

I wish I could understand it
like a wild lover he caresses  the stones with its  eternal rocking
he breakes them  with its  loving arms

fascinated I think about its message
I remain quiet listening   to the waves in the solitude of the morning


madrecitas

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