viernes, julio 30, 2010


Sea waves sound quite perfect to me.
I feel so alive when I hear them on the rocks.
Now the short waves take me to the deep side.

Way under starlight, I dive.
I look up and I can hear you breathing.
I dream of you and I don't want to wake up.

You told me that dream would never end.
I've noticed something.
My lips tremble when I think of dogs and waves.

I really want to hear that voice again.
Now it feels like we talk yesterday.
Now I hear the rustle of the sea.
You. The stone that I need.

María Fernanda Núñez Sarmiento.

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