I no longer know how I found you, whether it was during a walk by the sea, or if it was you who wandered the plains seeking the cool shade of my body. I know that a lifetime has passed, that we have been almost everything, although we continue to be almost nothing. Friendship, love, and longing are part of our essence. I have already held your hand, listened to you attentively, idolized you as a goddess, and even dared to kiss your lips.
We are like the sea, I the wave that comes and goes, you the mermaid who hides in the deep refuge of solitude and appears on the bow of my ship from time to time.
This silence that happens after the thunder is pure meditation, an act of contrition that leads us to balance the euphoria with the calm of being just people, as ordinary as everyone else, almost as complex as many.
And here I am, after so many years, once again a tsunami, rising above the broken waves of the sea to bring you to the surface and to kiss your lips once more.
