Finding a positive energy, filling a being once again
through rhythms of music that excite and thrill this
poet's intellect.
Enjoying sounds of Mick Jagger in the evening, touching
interiorly, bringing an intense joy and happiness that
continues even after the song is over.
Loving having a photographic memory, because songs and
rhythms can never be forgotten, only used in writing
poetry incessantly.
A particular rhapsody taking intellect into traces of
yesterday to fulfill once more, the integrity of what
used to be lived in musical interludes, softly and so
beautifully introduced when much younger in life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem