i was reading my book
but not really paying attention to the plot
i was just watching the little empty worms
those spaces of light that are left between sentences and words
then magically realized
that the empty spaces were delineating
another form
those blanks were drawing... calling
the letters of a name
of a shape of what i think might be your soul
a letter T first appeared, then an H
later an I followed by the L, and to finish with an O…
and yes your name was there!
in the empty spaces of a novel
now accompanied by small image
that since this morning
i keep of your face in a little corner of my soul
close to where i storage small doses of hope
