Sand Cases to hold
feelings
Pots of salt to taste doubts
Flower carpets
to design paths
Wind bags
to collect kisses
Honey threads
to tie sunsets
Baggy clothes
to embrace brotherhoods
New words
to take care of my
fears
Brushes colours
to photograph storms
And the sound of your voice
to narrate with her
again this journey.
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