She found a public restroom
and cried in front of the mirror...

What happens after love?
Weightless I lie with my heart...

I painted rainbows on my walls,
to hold back those years of surprise...

You think you can tell
love from war...

She rides jasmines flowers in fields of hope
and I sit upright to appreciate her care...

I could have watched time pass...

"Let our scars fall in love."
Galway Kinnell...

May The Goddess forgive us
when the buds begin to cry...

If i could leave this bitter coffee
for tomorrow or maybe those overdue bills...

I have been searching for myself
in manufactured happiness, in words...

It was hell from heaven:
She touched that skin with so much care...

Disarmed, she sat for some minutes,
thinking about certainties...