I love the clarity of our mutual puzzle


I love the clarity of our mutual puzzle


I have roads
whose secrets never end

and no, I am not a sun or a moon
I am a woman, no more and no less …

you are so much yourself ...
I am so much other than myself

right here before you...
if I were another on this road,

I would have hidden my emotions
in that suitcase,

so my poem would be of water
behind the borders of echo ...

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