I know it’s not the lack of words. Actually, it is the other way around. My muse keeps spicing your presence in me. I just describe what I see and feel when I am with you and think about you. Two infinites sharing la mar together. This is my picture of you.This is the moving fable I am painting while dipping my tongue in the sea of stories. Listening to your words while floating in your eyes meeting the sky. Everything new. A jamais vu that takes me home again and again. Today the earth has weaved another spiral around the sun and says hello. Brindo con ella por ti.
Feliz cumpleaños, chica de los pájaros.