The water is oil, dense and heavy on this body that i did not choose.
Ocean breath breathes between algae.
The fins of fishes follow each other, dancing.
Mermaids love their Newts. They look a long into their eyes and they kiss slowly.
On the surface the waves crash and the winds blow against the sails.
But down here, stuck to the seabed, the peace is the king.
The world, with its pains, is so distant.
The life of the moment appears present.
In the darkness, the smallest light you see.
Breaks the black. Reflects love.
I’m going to live here, one day, in the depth.
Until my skin will become water and my soul will come back home.