OLIVIA in the whole

Legally sensual,

from the length of his legs,

even the wildness of her hair,

dancing to the wind,

and despite suffering absences,

as we all suffer,

his blue eyes dazzled,

the distant back of the horizon,

I was looking for no luck,

to be able to reach it someday.

Olivia filled with poetry,

the weightless pause of the siesta,

sleeping on the grass,

giving away all your skin,

golden and without purples,

to the hidden desires of the sun.

Olivia suffered from absences,

but his face never reflected it,

and his contained sadness,

only the stars knew her,

until the time wanted,

that she was absent,

and without shedding a tear,

the night was filled with absences.