The hair
flies suffocated by the light...

The one that
you radiate from that timeless smile.

Of tones, of
temperatures, of tenderness that make justice

To ever
lasting beauty indifferent to any storm.

White teeth
between lips made one by a shiny light.

But, not more
than the happiness of the humid eyes.

As moons in first quarter that spout out

Dreams always
awaken and never forgotten.

Eternal
promise of perfect joy,

Rediscovered
at every light dawn.

Just as a life,
enigmatic, naive and sweet.

And forgotten years. Ho! If everything was like that…

Then we look
around us,

We see other
mountains and

We understand
how much we are small,

According to the infinitude of what we feel…

The end.