Daybreak

Morning appears wet... bare street bathe... both hoping to clean the rust of life ...! Weather alerts for that don't leave home ! and the windows not awake don't even notice ... The routine still sleeps perceiving that still I didn't wake up to the fight ... I dream of heydays to come ... alive in the landscapes of dreams finals, daydreams ... That's why I appreciate dreams, we live what we never lived ... There is a knock at the door! - Come, coffee is served ...! - Real, reality ... this is something that I detest ...!