pic credits: Sara Galvao, May 2009
He was kinda like always
Little boy's freckles
Not so perfect smile
Eyes algae grass sea
And I don't know why
I that danced on that eyes' grass
I that embraced the leaves and branches of that look
I that swam and held my breath not to hurt his iris
And when I came up to catch my breath and good cheer and love pomegranates apples
Strawberries
I found him wallowing
In the darkness of my eyes.
He was kinda like always
Little boy's freckles
Not so perfect smile
Eyes algae grass sea
And I don't know why
I that danced on that eyes' grass
I that embraced the leaves and branches of that look
I that swam and held my breath not to hurt his iris
And when I came up to catch my breath and good cheer and love pomegranates apples
Strawberries
I found him wallowing
In the darkness of my eyes.
Sara C