Amazed

Ladybugs are walking lazily over her pink skin…
The wind gently caresses her breasts,
The rain washes her shivering back,
And the sun dries her cold eyes.
The grass is her comfort
And the sand is kissing her fingertips
She is being spoiled…
She is being loved…
The flame burns higher and higher…
She whispers in the silence of the afternoon….

Wonder...

Life…
...life…
thorns in my back…
leaves in my hands…
petals in my eyes….
I grow … I grow…
winter seems so far away…

Game

Let's pretend to be Us
We'll play this game in two;
Let's play the silence
that makes us leave
when everything is over;
Let's play the fire
that brings us closer
than death would do
with two souls
forgotten on the Earth...

Horses

It's quiet around me
and I see you coming through...
the mist of my thoughts...
I can hear the trample of the horses
and the rustle of their manes...
and the rain slowly ...
touching their warm backs.
I can see the steams coming
out of their nostrils...
and the restlessness of their crying eyes
sorrounds me....
and their uneasiness makes me wonder:
"Why are here only horses?
Why did you let them speak?
Why does their neighing make me shiver?
Why can't I understand them?"
There are no horses...There is no You...
...it's just my anxiety and....
...the mist...

2001

This is one of my first drawings... Sometimes our lives are full of spears that threaten us from every side... We are nothing but shadows through this universe...

This is the wonderful little soul that showed me that you don't have to be a person to have friends...It is as close to me as any person in this world would be...