Autumn dream

@Ana

Once in the woods bones were leaves of all colors.
As they floated in the ground, wet and clean, the sunset was fulfilled by their presence.
Voices of light traveled through the branches. The loneliness of the fields became a distant memory. Birds increase even more their dance, as they were moved by such gentle souls.

A smile of life they share.

And as they went away the woods embrace night in an Autumn dream.

Piano

@Ana

Um piano demora vida numa sala vazia de gente.

O som mergulha nos sofás azuis, passeia pelo vidro da janelas, corre e desvanece no chão de madeira.

Na lareira dois corpos ficam. Queima-se lenha, palavras e vento.

A última nota roda no silêncio do meu pescoço. Adormece.

A chuva não chega.

O dia não sabe a tempo.