ELSA WIEZELL
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THE DANCE OF THE WATER

The oblivion and the sea
frenetic and salty movement.
The wild horses
flew over the field.
The cigars
brought about the siesta.

Detained by the vegetation
my hand opened the universe
in your burning eyes.

Sip by sip
without form
searching for eternity.

Desire exhaled air
and we recovered
the illuminated seed.

In the arpeggios
we entered dancing into the future.