Song of spheres

We fold in our bodies
like we were under a bell
we see each other and not,
we hear each other and not,
the blood is dropping through our veins
like a balm fastening
the unseen seals.
The guard of time keeps us
In a crazy way,
Hanging above the clouds;
it is not raining anymore,
it is not snowing
all the seasons passed
in one only day
like in the carnival from Rio
A song of spheres
keeps us linked
in the sand glass
which is lightened by time
you and me,
loving each other
like a coloured dream.