messages from memories – poem

you are the mirror of the moon behind the glitter of images 

knowing that when i look up to 

dazed i am 

to miss your voice 

you know how much 

you are 

in the nights i wished 

to sleep with your whisper inside 

my ear 

those days you call me 

just to say how a spanish hug sounds like 

i count the leaves on the tree 

eat apples & think of how 

you don’t like to swim 

but love the sea 

i play guitar in my head 

to tell you what i think 

about the future 

coming straight & fast 

to places i wanted to be but 

times drive me crazy 

you keep your word in every minute 

you don’t know what to say 

so i am dancing from one corner to another