she ran into fear
when she dived in my manuscripts
and for her my water was kind
too deep
so she lost her breath
she was trembling from inside
if as the sea in her was running away from my sea
and while the footsteps were carrying her away
(what a treacherous sound!)
my forests were going deaf
for three nights i was looking for her in the dream
three overcomes three floods
three women i met three mouths were biteing me
i called her so i could stay
so the water shouldn’t expire
so the walls wouldn’t become stronger and
other lightnings could roam through my room
the rain is counting off
our meeting