Hebra Prima

his presence makes sense
as time is passed
and from one hand to another
I love you so much to the strand
and the reasons from my side
are that they turn outward
there is something that is understood
in a word and its space
a distance that is lost
evasive and wide I think aloud
like reasons that are veiled
that I kept long ago
like reasons of the strand
like songs I cared for
and it becomes a very fine thread
that is kept and not seen
that is given and envelops
that turns into a space
when given it is understood
and the reasons from my side
are that they turn outward
like reasons of the strand
like songs I cared for