Imaginations

Over the hills, golden light accompanied the wings

of desire, straight in the infinity of dreams, in the

magical world of love.

 

In the evening, in quiet minutes I believe I can

hear the gentle sound of the waves, thoughts

begin to speak. Imaginations, of happiness, or

fears? The twinkling stars, helping on our track?

 

There are .... longings, questions. Your

warmth caresses me .... Kisses, vertigo. There is

so much, so much. We're seeing the same

moon, daughter . .

 

 

Besos

Done