You and I

You and I we play with time

we look further to rebirth

when we touch the words

an ancient viola makes an apparition

I can see step two

even tho I’m zero noun.

The sea makes my cry

and think of the perfect murder

When Alfonsina threw down

she didn’t knew she was a seed

I’m all fertile

rather than fertilized

You and I we play with space

while you change all possible forms

I go to you as a Trojan horse.

I decided I spend too much time crying

so my teardrops fall on your face.

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