May
Damián Antón-Ojeda
From a perfect sunrise hidden in a springflower dreamscape
Resting as softly as youthful eyes upon a maygarden
Holding the sun across entrusted field
That trusts lavender seeds and nightlight through dreamtravels
As traveling along endlessly into golden may stories
And lit the youthful body
As running towards where the sky begins
Entranced motion
As holding like spring rivers the dreamplay
All sound like visible heartbeat
From here to the gardenscorе is a timeless journey
Wading in thе rain
And lightly touching the cuffs
It makes her cry