Homero Aridjis
And all the things that I love the sound and watched
rain parks and image
peered into it
And all the beings that time were trees opened their
tabs to the fruits of the day and the sun
was rediscovered his gaze on the sea
And it was a summer of diamond dust
awake on the edge of the night, asleep
and grew between light and shadow grew
stranded without stopped and looked at the Milky Way
lost in the fleeting butterflies black and mouths
calling like bells
grew red with the lover in green dress
silent hours riding destinations and brief
rainbow
spontaneous and short and my hands could be air in your hands
and in the middle of the fable fables
discovered new and emerging body of her laughter
air and touch the moss
still waters and feel the words
round eyes and fly very free inside of the birds.
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