I keep browsing different places
in this sea of madness called feeling
an uncertain heartbeat accompanies me
new air, winds of freedom.
New gallery, new flag
and so many new ones that come and go.
Otho's eyes do not stop reflecting
warm foam, landscapes to conquer.
My look in Otho's eyes
excites, fleeting wind,
what warm wish is expressed
with strokes of serenity.
Instinct hovers over the waves
that on horseback, come and go
loyal look of someone who will never give up
will remain, engraved, heart after heart.
My look in Otho's eyes
what is enigma, what is tenderness
and among so many waves and desires
maybe in some life he was a pilot.