When the body is as poetry

Photography with the title ‘When the body is as poetry’.

‘tun tun tun and the heart began to beat, we were him and me in the middle of the darkness it seemed that time had no reason to exist, it seemed that the light was decomposing, it seemed that the wind had dried and tun tun tun tun turned that intense contraction in my chest and tun once again that the blood began to run through the veins that inhabit the blood and tun again that my breath was running dry and tun that is suspended in the memory of the reflection of their eyes …’