How Many People Are Affected By Joubert Syndrome

I dreamed ...


As I lay in a bed at sea.
Bewitched by mosses and linens
arms had harassed pilgrims
waves threw me in passing.

fought against my flesh chance.
Water ... anger, dizziness and wine ...
amused with fine edges
of my hips, white patient.

Then: serious, pale, insereno,
came as the sea always reaches
and your eyes made me feel.

God himself could not be separated:
when a wave of others made you
walked into my legs to the sea.

So
my breasts like freshly cut ice,
on flat water in your chest.
My shoulders open under your shoulders.
And you, floating in my nakedness.

spread my arms and held your breath.
Pudistes desceñir
my dream for the sky rested on my forehead.
Tributaries of your rivers were my rivers.
sailed on together, you were my candle
and I took him over seas hidden.

And so ...
touch to kiss

moisture to silence you grow up in tenderness,
you pour into greed, learn from your hands

my deepest glow,
and drink in your saliva
my salts and my scent ...