miércoles, agosto 3


Water is my primary principle.

I want to touch your skin, it's so warm.

What's the substance of all this?

You are the mist of waves.

I get drawn in your eyes.

Yes I drown and the waves

they bring me back to me.

Let's nourish the cosmos

together this night.

No matter the size of the sun

or the moon.

All is full of god.

The ship departs tomorrow morning.