
small, contained, unaware, fragile. It
continental body in a daze of emotions
It looks, words, beating heart to knock out
Everything is brightly colored
suspended
In the afternoons of July
Time In the dream
palm of nothing shatters
es'acceca
confused in the reflection of the sun in the waves of the sea sky smiling
cuttings on corolla mauve
Nivea and pure
Where love is reborn
Shy and soft
Ready to ignite In the embers of July
With her smile that illuminates her face and hides a tear
Pending a final
morning song