Volando en los cielos

(*) Flying with my thoughts
Verily, is it verity
that birds are the souls
of my curiosity?

Coaster Drawings

For you-know-you-are

Summer Days

Contemplating tomorrow

If tomorrow my eyes would close
and forever be laced with slumber
my only regret, just one at all -
would be that only I had seen this lonesome sun
set into burning orange and fiery amber