
... I look for my tears, lonely journey into the black design of your eyes ... incomplete lines that push the thoughts, furtive shadows born of a sky that seems to have swallowed the stars after being seduced me ... so keep your lies on the banks, carezzami eyes with his eyes ... I still have words and ideas, never so conceived and rusty ... I already am, but spaces occupy the life .. like clouds that disintegrate forms in the slow but steady flow of water.