Early poems

Letter to a Star

Before time separates us With his endless arms Before the magical moments Full of the singular flavor From illustrious and delicate verbs You hilighted to ours souls Do flee to oblivion, Let us O tender light Thank you for Having let us collect In our little hearts For an instant on a time, Some dust […]

So here we are

Early poems

So here we are So here we are Alone in the world Alone with our lives Alone with our empty echoes Who speak of love I am faceless I am without essence Anonymous among so many, Who pass by and pass away Without a look One passes without seeing All hands outstretched And my soul […]