In the simple walk in a dream
memories of the time I poured
sighs that flooded my silence
the forgotten dreams of the times
Passengers days no return,
constellations shadows of my universe
searching the sky for some secret,
where the scent of gardenias
only your steps silent bowing to my step,
dream where you were hiding
where they had left your steps
that bowing path of the soul that contrails
were deleted from your journey.
Dreams come and go
as serene waves that bathes the beach
where soft footsteps erased the memory
of two separate paths to the shore
which deletes these paths darned sea
are lost to sea
as if we had dissolved salt water.
Sea of white foam blanket my soul
let your surf high waves,
lets delve into your reef
full of beauty not only man’s treasures
that stranded soul searching that has not
losing his boat drift,
gold doubloons pieces of sil