hector santizo + x+x
beachparty.. woken up by sunrise drummings, the bonfire hummings. love for open sky sleeping, that´s what i´m keeping, coconut flavoured homey munch crunch was the breakfast lunch
why aren´t roofs on homes made of big windows? how does a poets mind freestyle word at such a quick rhymepaste? is there anything in life that goes to waist? how much do we learn from strangers? at what pace does your heart race? choose? connect? filter? and erase? Less strangers are thou after the marathon soul craze? from people we know all life and somehow a boundry scull still takes place… some inspire…it can fire..it glow..it can snow… attracted to a beautiful mind, what can i say.. strange beauty makes life a curious play .P