Sea breeze

Is pushing over by the waves

Through the sleeves of the robe

Slipping on the table

Ringing some cups and plates

Opposite the chair

Is another chair

The sea level is dragging by my eyes

Flickering like the cursor outside the window

There is an ancient blue fragrance

in the air

In this moment

I am deciding to be a crazy person

Let my heart

Becoming as clean as the fire