Dreaming Ocean
Damián Antón-Ojeda
I want to remember your smile
More than in such a distant photograph
I want to remember your voice as we pace the immaculate bodies
The touch of you is in the stars
And I know you come
You are the stardust of the burning essence of life
Along the dreaming ocean
The silver soul of water
If ever in our childhood rain you showed me the burning color in your eyes as you stared into me
I remember its faint trail
It brеathes the childhood sunlight
