Puisi: The Message

I sent this message to the sea, Praying that the wind carries it across to the beach of Marina.

There, beneath the red and yellow sunset, whisper these words to the city of Atlas.

I sent this message to the crowd of the living,

Silence your voices just for a second, for the wind is weak, and I fear my dying pleas might not reach her.

I didn't exist before I met you, 

Never did a song sound so beautiful before the thought of you danced to its melody.

To say I miss you is insulting, for your name never truly leaves me. 

It's in every step, every molecule of air that escapes my lungs,

It's in my veins pulsing, my heart beating, and my head dreaming.

You're my sanctuary, the place I spend every night praying to the Lord.