Infinitely above the skin, it comes and goes
Stays in the body, into the pores
As far as the horizon, it never ends
Blended with the air, it moves with it.
Moving away, all that enters
Pushing it to the shore, to make it safe
One feels the intense smell of distance
The hidden memory of another age
There, where everything is salt and water.
There, where everything falls and never rises.
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
Infinitely above the skin, it comes and goes
Stays in the body, into the pores
As far as the horizon, it never ends
Blended with the air, it moves with it.
Moving away, all that enters
Pushing it to the shore, to make it safe
One feels the intense smell of distance
The hidden memory of another age
There, where everything is salt and water.
There, where everything falls and never rises.
