Seeing the almond seed,
How it had grown.
What it looked at her?
A little leg…
She would feel surprised.
Before just an object and now?
It was a living being!
Either it had always been a living being?
Either it was not a living being now?
She gazed and gazed at the little leg,
It was a matter of time.
It would become a greenish silhouette,
In flocks and branches.

Amethyste & Jimusic


I wear my
bath costume
And I surf by the ocean

Devoted
I never
miss a day.




He, in his
everyday dream
Hovers over
the beach


Moved by
her daily dedication
Wishing he
could surf.

I want a new world today
I want to see and explore it
As I have fun
In the discovery Tm.

Time goes well at techno
I do not watch the clock
When it is going to finish.

I wear my bath costume
And I surf by the ocean

Devoted
I never miss a day.

I had a secret to share with you
How you would smile
And say
You silly
But you are not
The cold death took over you
And I talk to the wall.

I was standing in the end of the bus;
Sitting on my chair amidst people;
Then a boy entered in the bus;
He was out of the blue;
Light blue jeans.
Light shirt;
An enhanced belt;
All the focus in this boy was in his belt;
All I could think,
In my head,
At the moment,
Was to remove that belt;
And I said to myself,
This boy really must be gracious,
Out of the blue,
In the middle of the fog.
…Without a word or a look at me;
I just want to remove that belt now;
And have him hard;
A blue perfume, strong;