Niñez

Verlos correr,

Desear, imaginar, pensar.

Lo que daría por ser niño otra vez.

Recent Posts

Cloudy days have become days that I devote to you. Long gone are the days when I seek the sun and the blue skies. Pareidolia has become...

I saw the morning sun and thought of you. Not because it reminds me of your beauty, I could never forget that. I thought of you because...

I feel this heavy weight in my heart. It begins to pull everything within me, and it begins to collapse on itself. Like a supernova....