Dream #04

Could be here

could be hope

could be fear

could be love

sunflowers 

all around city

and nothing else metters

Airplane

Sitting here

I subtract my life

with celebrity magazines

and the old tv

meanwhile

you paint your hair

moods in the neck

and exalts its reflection

with your best friend

the mirror

was a long afternoon

Devon on a Sunday

as an old blues played in your life

I was more than that

I was the anthem of the unnamed

the old chess, the forgotten picture

scratch dent, an old idea

I was his own life

I was simply

a airplane

Little Nose

Wondering in the garden

she was waiting the spring

blowing in your heart

a flower symphony

The wind

blowing  in your brown hair

a flavor mistery.

Just kid

playing in a ball

or wi`ll be a  little doll?

Little nose

just feeling the call

a bee making your honey

with  sweet moments

remember that

and you never gonna be alone.

Dream number 306

Cats in the wall

dogs in the hall

and I saw Monalisa

beyong the mirror.

Raining words

forgotten books

kids was crying

and the each tear

a color drop.

Souvenir

Let it be
Its just memories
that the wind blow way
in your eyes

After Walking

Sometimes
I walking in clouds
And thinking
In raining droughts
I fall in sleep
Fall in love

The last word
That I don’t say
Become lonely
And last day

Sometimes
I just look
Sigh
And ask the wind
In and out
In rest things
Flowing life