Let's dream together

We held hands,
The idea of convincing myself that everything was going well.
You have come to my aid and will rescue my topsy-turvy soul.
The idea that we don't know what makes us sublime.
Justice belongs to our damaged openings.
But it is fitting that in this somewhat tragic chaos.
The smell of water and the turbulent currents.
The days will find me more beautiful, without complexes and adorned with a crown of jasmine.
A lighter spirit.