for a short time

for a short time

"...describing it is 

practically impossible

not writing a book 

about her is terrible

a weak, demonstrable, scared, 

lovable creature 

how can i speak 

without using words?

gestures and eyes

i never saw what 

they told me

in a true blue or

in a another reality

these scenes wind, 

hair and smells

distortedly constructed 

this triviality

if i understood

it's too late to cry 

i'm already going to perish

when i see 

i could never face

the touch of your hand 

on my little regrets

stored in my irises..."