My Conch….
The asphalt garden hides a color sun
A strong magnetic perdition
An unknown and pleasant dimension
the new world where his mind disappears.
Strident remembrance
volatile yearning
A dream....
A curious conviction
Illogical addiction
I scream…. My dream…
My red spiral dream
I will dream with your sands forever…
Turning my red spiral dream
Make me feel strong…Oh take me
Turning my red spiral dream
Fill my soul with your light… Touch my hands...
Turning my red spiral dream