I find myself in a situation,
situation I cant distinguish...

The feeling of your absence floats like dust...
yet I'm left to believe...

Two hundreds feet,
my heart falls...

Life is a drawn picture,
awaiting for you to paint...

A dove flies,
as the wind low lies...

A glass of water assembles another afternoon...
a separate conglomeration of time...

Sometimes God breaks our spirit,
only to save our soul...

Creature,
so beautiful than goddess...

At night
I look at the sky...

The darkness had taken her soul,
for every provoking thought she brought...

It is late at night,
time to put off the lights...

My will was to know you much better,
but every time I make a step...