SIMILE OF THE WIND

I felt you, as the wind, when you already happened;
as the wind that ignores if it arrives or if it leaves...

You were like a source that sprouted next to me.
And I, naturally, felt thirst and I drank.

You arrived as the wind, shipwreck of the chance,
with your cheerful eyes saddening the sea.

And, so that the afternoon it could evening,
you left as the wind that he doesn't know how to return...


JAB