He evoked her then...

 I

Every night since then

I sit on that couch

With crossed fingers on my knees

And the head sunken into the shoulders

The couch is colored in red hunger

The hall is spacious like a mind with no thoughts

Like a clock that does not tell us the time.

I rehearse that moment again

Suddenly I notice how this couch suddenly sinks right next to me

And I do not need to turn around

To hear two heartbeats in collision course

To feel a heat wave on my lips.
Just before the hall, the couch and the world itself
be consummated.

II

Walking down by this shore

No ships, no footsteps
as far as the eye can see.

Overwhelmed by the scent in the air

Tobacco, fine soap, perfume

 your salty absence.

This sea is infinite like your hideous blanket

That you could push from the inside forever

Never seeing its seams.

But voyager's hope and fear belong to the fixed stars

Not to the sea itself.

You never know what eastern wind could bring

One of these nights.

ChD.