I promised
I could hear the oceans dream
I could hear the colors breathe
Spirits bowed under the wind
Cultivating echoes as if I was God
I was God that evening
He lent me his mighty
I promised
My mother had a bouquet of lilies
Lights ascend, time started escaping
As I play towards the end of the universe
Oblivion
Organic peace
Forever names, I heard the falling wind
On my skin, on my waters that evening
I shimmered in his mighty
As if the angels were me
I was the angels, white winged made of roses
Sensitively clothed, dressed in skin and bones
My eyes remembered the butterflies
Their colors spoke to the wind
I breathe in my sunrise
I became
My father’s son
My mother’s daughter
I promised
On the 12th of July
I learnt I owned wings
I heard the oceans dream
I heard the colors breathe
And I fully became me.
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