You come as waves,
dancing in the wind,
always finding the space.
Reaching to me.

You become a tenuous sketch between light,
and finish yourself,
among a vast immensity.

I feel you close, omnipresent,
Your voice tells me the way

After the dark curtain of my eyelids,
There, you exist.

Sergio Jaime

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