Maria Medeiros

Summer’s heat on my skin,
Light rays reach my lips as I glide my fingers on them,
I kiss the summer sun.

Stepping behind the faces of Dramatic veils
To disappear through a hologram.
A camouflage of Fantasy,
Creation by illusion
Enchantment By Inspiration.
It feeds the hearts of those who bre…

The sand cooled down
The sun’s rays reached from the endless sky
Colours blended with each other and covered the earth,
Orange, red, yellow
Mirroring on the ocean,
Wrinkles of light trying…