It came to my life,

in the silence of the night,

in the gloom of the shore,

under an uncertain and indecisive moon…


It seeped through my thoughts,

it collapsed my crest,

my wound healed

and snuggled me with his cool smile…


Smooth and naked,

wrapped my sand,

my ship, my North,

and all this…without any hurry…


Today I am prey to this locus,

that comes and goes,

but always come back…

with its poetess…