The image of your arrival shines through
or my arrival
I dont know
The image of your smile shines through
before the premonitory of the friend who comes tomorrow
the friend who is today
waiting for you
waiting for your look
with open arms
naked
like who only comes
comes
and he's frozen in time
waiting for you
Though the water hyacinths don't bloom
even if I imagine your smile
and I shudder
for the simple desire
to look at you and tell you
the unsaid
for the simple desire
to hug you
and melt
in the time
and melt
unite