unknown

Somewhere, far away, in a hidey-hole of the world,

delimited by a lake and a sea is a piece of land

where a long time ago, a town has been raised.

In that town is a tiny street with only one way out.

On that street, at a certain number, is a house.

In that house, is a room. In that room lives somebody

more or less unknown but who has a few dreams

surrounded by a sweetening breeze of memories

that tactfully access the happiness' shape. Shape of one

who, unexplainable, longs for someone never met…