Collaborations

When I see you standing

On a sandy beach,

I will ask you to join me

With every retreat of the silver wave,

You will hear my voice

As the wind of a golden sunset

From Lanzarote,

My salted breath will brush your skin

Gently,

Your every whisper

Will bring magic

Turning my ashes

Into dark brown sparkling amber stones

To take them with you

And grace yourself

When you sail away

To the place where you feel happy.

11/04/25