spring love

She moved like a tornado across the sea
the wind was taking her slender silhouette
places and she was ravaging those
with waves of thundering voices and will

she bend but she never drew back
she breathed the salt of the sea
into her chest which grew stronger
although it never appeared as such

what could it be if not just a humid cloud
deformed to parallel the vertical line
along witch it run untired, unstoppable
between the sky - the sea, and back

it is a wonder how it did vanish
such strenght dissaperaing at once
the arch of the rainbow shone a victorious light
and peace set in her footprints to stay

her footprints, they're gone
like any other footprints
in the dunes of the sand
whose memory's shorter than a season

but footprints on water -
who can let himself forget
the image of a tornado
or the fear to get wet.