In the sound of silence
she saw the naked light.
For that reason,
she wanted to be inside his arms
and at the same time
to keep his force inside her
to discover the double vision
of the visible and the invisible.
Her eyes dived in his.
She was his deepness.
He was her polycyclicity.
She was flexible.
He was robust.
All her moves were protected by his.
She was free in his arms.
He was tough in her fingers.
They were together as one.
They were a couple of sound and light.
She could feel his wings.
He could feel her faith.
They were a precious alloy.
And when they changed
their position
it was as a proof of trust.
Not needed, but done.
As a new gift for his essence.