Saturday, January 12

love

in the stillness of the night
beautiful music reverberates everywhere
we were gazing
stars along the mesmerizing fountain
of galaxies
above the Andean forests
cold warmth
writing memories for futures to come

greatest years of our lives

Friday, January 4

lost

probably the fervor in finding these magnificent lives were lost when we found them strewn along the edges of time, having long forgotten their beginnings, their memory of origin eaten by aging time.

receding seas
lost evenings.