I feel heat, rising like fire
as burning particles
Exhaling the breath
inhaling smoke,
looking with the lungs,
hobby.
Imagen
My identity is transfigured
It is molded according to your tastes,
according to your orders
I look like I'm born again,
throw from the ashes
of the intense fire that you burst
of the joyful ardor that burned me
start from scratch,
sculpted at someone else's whim.
