there is something in other
people that we all love
adore
...
to the light
we aim ourselves
away from darkness
we swear
...
Life defines in Metabolism,
In reproduction,
we make our miniature selves,
our look alike
...
because people always forgive them
again and again and again and again and again and again...
a form of autism,
...
until then
the moon never says
that it understands
the language of the
...
When the big tree falls
Hit by lightning
Roared by thunder
...
a woman dreams that she turns
into an orange bird
and on the other hand the orange
bird seeing her so beautiful and complete
...
Like an uninvited
Wind, building strength
Gathering more winds
To make a storm
...
at the second look you feel wasted
that beautiful face seemingly should not have been yours
it does not fit
the wrinkled soul
...