Lia I woke up with a light, floating heart, Standing in the air like a hummingbird, kisses the flower And the beautiful ocean view from the top of the Cathedral Won new colors, new reliefs Seeming to have been sliced ​​in Different flavors, from the salty to the sweetest The old well-known butterflies they returned And drowned their delicate wings against My pericardium, my pleura Increasing the sense of enlightenment To be ready for full flight, Barely managing to keep feet on the ground. I wondered as I looked at the rising sun Behind the flowering jamb That left the floor dyed red What was there again in the air Such sensations might provoke? Slowly a picture took my retina A silhouette of a slender woman With long black hair, wavy In a long dress, gloves, against the moonlight, Emphasizing the perfect shapes and curves That attracted my gaze