Allow me to clean this foul smell of bad news around me.

I am so sick of it. Every single day.

Want to become an Eskimo. A wild man in the Amazon jungle.

An inhabitant of the the wild. And live among wild animals.

And try to survive by using all my animal resources as well.

But I know it is not possible. Just a fantasy.

I live in a jungle of concrete and steel.

Subjected to daily needs. Monthly bills.

And entertainment given to me to sedate my daily existence.

But love, you are the purest entity in this life to me.

I would not pollute it even slightly.

I shall see you shortly and embrace you with all my might.

And kiss you gently.

We will drink lemonade and chew on oranges.

Nuts, salad.

We shall laugh and laugh. I will, at your silly jokes.

And you at mine.

Ernesto Onofre