BRIDGE
Anong two contradictive shores
and divided yearnfull dreams,
It's me
that merge them together.
But, I don't belong anywher.
Standing straight
above the ambyss
of prejudice and contempt
uncertain J offer surety
of the soft footsteps of passion
in her wild game
between the two shores.
After every crossing
the stay the same,
the shores and the passion.
It's Me, only Me
that stays in the middle
of nowhere
stamped by the passion.
