Night Ducks

I am as I am and you are as you are, then we are as we are, or maybe we are two hallucinating ducks bathing loves in the puddle. I demand nothing from you, nor you from me, only your euphoric and irritating squawking. So let's throw ourselves in the rain, wet our heads. to forget our differences, our daydreams, our pettinesses and everyday competitions, if we are here, we join our feathers full of manias and ideals, our troubles, our past, our small contradictions of daily life and with our fragile nibs of tenderness and Compassion Our disagreements die drowned in water.

We are ducks prepared for everything, just like freedom. We are playful geese with wings that fly in heights like dreams and airplanes, dive as desires and fish and walk as attempts and men. We can get as far as the beauty of moonlight across the planet.

Let's throw ourselves in the rain, and wet our conscience, baptize our ideas, forget our nonsense and ignite our malice, we are just two moonlit nightclubs wanting to have fun. Trying to shake with our malice, to disturb in our novels in nocturnal sounds, the samba of love. We can forget in this dance, forget the noises of the world until dawn.