Running between Belgium and Nedherland, 2015. Photo: Ana Villas Boas.
Along the road, guided by the sound of the winds that blow from the border;
Nordic lands, adverse world, hostile climate to the tropics which I carry in me;
Sense of the life reversed in absurd, except the deep blue of his eyes looking at me with an infinite light.
The infinity has light.
Are his eyes;
Are his soft and warm hands;
Are his ears, his voice, his smell, his movement.
Leading me to the border
With an illuminated infinity.
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