here

where the sun sets









one remembers the

moment








the time came

to leave spain

and i took photographs








so that one day

looking back

the atmosphere of that house

would live again





in the sitting room

lorca and elvis

a gift from walt






and the little blue book

the colour of the sea

where i wrote things faithfully

for you






and for me





and for all that would remain forever

so near our heart

we could hear it beat softly.