THE TIME SEEMS TO FLY

I scream my own scream
For the complicity of falling in love
Amanda who missed you
In the interlacing of kisses
Matches and dealt
In the colors of the sea.

I scream my own scream
In love with essence
Two burning bodies
In the existence of being the lover
Here, there, there ...

I scream my own scream
By the kisses to fly
In the air time
I am the cry you love
In the eternal beginning
On moonlit afternoons.