imagine foliage, trees, fog, cold, a warm hug, a warm kiss ... litter thunder, the wind blows soft and straight ...
imagine the eyes, eyes, eyebrows, the onset of hair, your serenity, your meditation, your loneliness.
And the day passes like a giant. And the ghosts of memory as cars.
The shadows are moving forward, licking each step, because things are moving.
Light is perfect when it goes down well on the street. Everything is Illuminated, everything moves.
imagine your laugh in your room, your tears at times ... Soft
, indelible in my memory, soft, as a clean pillow, you cross the forest that I've built. Dance with the trees, look at the horizon with a beauty as enduring as ever.
imagine your dream, delicate as clouds, scattered, far away ... sleep. And here I am, dancing, facing the sea on the distance. Damian
Mictlantecuhtli
22/03/2009
imagine the eyes, eyes, eyebrows, the onset of hair, your serenity, your meditation, your loneliness.
And the day passes like a giant. And the ghosts of memory as cars.
The shadows are moving forward, licking each step, because things are moving.
Light is perfect when it goes down well on the street. Everything is Illuminated, everything moves.
imagine your laugh in your room, your tears at times ... Soft
, indelible in my memory, soft, as a clean pillow, you cross the forest that I've built. Dance with the trees, look at the horizon with a beauty as enduring as ever.
imagine your dream, delicate as clouds, scattered, far away ... sleep. And here I am, dancing, facing the sea on the distance. Damian
Mictlantecuhtli
22/03/2009
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