Memória e poesia

Connected Souls

It was the desire that kept our souls connected; excited by the delicious silence that breaks in their gaze. The gaze of those who desire each other night and day; feeling like orphans to each other. Remedy, it’s the memory I have of the salt of your skin on my lips, which is curing, momentarily, your absence so felt and unwanted. May you feel, through these words, the intense need I have for you.