domingo, 31 de mayo de 2015


Then you
solitary wave that exploded in my heart,
and as an open window by a windstorm
you mixed up the dark cavities inside my chest
with an anxiety made of yesterdays
lost in my mind.
So much water in your sweet ocean
and I feeling so thirsty.
More water you give me,  more thirsty for you I feel.
Wounded by the sea ...
with wounds that do not hurt.

5 comentarios:

Stefanie Seltner dijo...


Fische Frauen dijo...

What a wonderful post!

hedwig dijo...

I don't know what is more beautiful, the words or the painting! A shockwave of love, a tsunami flooding the house of your heart, wow! But as a balance for that big event are the colors. The blue gives a serenity, a flow, a continuity that is very soothing. A wound that does not hurt! But! A puzzle again: a piece of paper colors red!!??

Tammie Lee dijo...

such an interesting piece
i immediately like it
then i look at the details and wonder
are those canoes or eyes floating in the sea, or fish
and blood - well life is a mix
both people immersed in one another
and fluid in a sea of water and riding the wave

Rod MacGregor dijo...

HOLA amigo .... Que bien ... Mucho de pensar en estar trabajo¡,