Far from the twilight

Winds far from the twilight,
night itinerary
of the one who thinks of you.
The Peregrina
as beautiful as
a purest ocean,
the wind that now I take
which delay faithful spell
waits for its rival
another pearl, of skin and bone,
another piece of natural art.

Translucent glow,
silhouettes that are born
on the crystalline surface,
previously populated by loneliness,
loneliness that now you occupies.
Present and sincere,
from the sea and the wind,
from my love and my thoughts: You.
Taciturn and silent
the air seems to devour your words
and you just watch me, nude shyness.
.

Zejo