That sweet and infinite power
there in the magic of that smile
to look at the sun in chiaroscuro,
walking down the line with a sigh,
speaks in silence to
breeze of freedom that leads into their world.
is a power so great and sweet
that occasionally send postcards to the sky,
ironically can leave a kiss means
and planting the poem of the eternal dreamers.
is the power of black and white Alba
with technicolor butterflies adorning the sky.
are all stars in the sky
that make it a full moon procession.
in which star is your sweet heart?
simply all that are a Sun
Written with love for my dear Albany Chapellin
Thanks for the picture!
