Caribe Coast – High Guajira
Cry my love.
Cry in your lonely refuge.
Cry inside and out.
Cry till your feet are flooded, so I can tell you again: Cry my love.
Cry and flood your beautiful body with tears.
Close your eyes and feel a salty hug.
Let time put you back in a white sand beach.
Swim in that sea.
Swim in a truly salty sea.
Let your skin absorb you tears, drying all your sadness and then each time a new tear falls you will let it slide through your face and then you’ll know who I am.
I’m salt and I live in your lips.
Taste me in every salty day.
Author: Fabiana Santos
Materials: Graphite pencil