Words

Never was there a freer love than the one of learning to dance with words anew

between two

Learning that the boundaries of our words are set by the limitations of our minds

learning that with each new letter a new horizon is set

a new breath of gratitude is taken


Listening to her voice

to her words

heals a part of me that I did not even know was wounded

not until

her soothing whisper began to treat


Somewhere, Portugal // 26”07”16

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