YEAR IN ECUADOR
SUMMER BETWEEN THE TREES
Aside from you, thirsty sea drowns
becomes wall, forest undergrowth. Contigo
water
wind flight, hot steam whistles. Upload,
rises like a thread
balloon without scope.
Your spell is strainer and fire waltz
waves that die on the beach, chest
iridescent in the sun.
If sails the ocean, the fire
of my life is fresh, the muddy paths
styling
pitcher that pours the hollowness of being nourished with dreams of summer
the trees.
Nieves Viesca
becomes wall, forest undergrowth. Contigo
water
wind flight, hot steam whistles. Upload,
rises like a thread
balloon without scope.
Your spell is strainer and fire waltz
waves that die on the beach, chest
iridescent in the sun.
If sails the ocean, the fire
of my life is fresh, the muddy paths
styling
pitcher that pours the hollowness of being nourished with dreams of summer
the trees.
Nieves Viesca
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