Tema: The impossible

I thought I was watching indifferently,
accepting only the projected silhouette,
now in her I see the world.


A relaxing flame you are,
It burns souls, responding to your nature.
God made you woman and many others, men.

Place yourself there,
up high,
without destination
or starting point.

Bitter root in times of want,
the only alternative I have
is to strangle…
The foam on my beer.