How you grew... grew in my chest as the wheat... grew a huge golden dream planted since the first  beckon... grew like light wind, new moon, full  tide... grew very fast... grew with your quiet way to hide the night in its silence... grew listening quietly the things that I did not say and could never say... grew way too much... grew the wish to grow and made me overflow poems... grew taking care of the white walls of my interior and grew in the yellowish of my old pictures on the wall... grew in my mornings of January 4th... grew insanities  in my restrained smile... grew filling up spaces, the sidewalks that my disenchantment offered on the roads beaten up by the rain that did not come inside my untruthfulness... grew too much... grew at the nightfall, at the time for coming and leaving... grew so big as the time to return... grew occupying all my closet and the insulation of my chest... grew in all colors that enunciated your arrival... grew when you came and when you couldn't come... grew when you brought the pure rainbow of the next encounter... grew taking the scars still attached to my chest... grew diminishing distances... grew the star in my crazy chest by the knots of the bitterness, and how you grew... grew when you illuminated me inside making me see the darkest nights... grew in the huge hug that I bring under my wrinkles... grew in the kiss, grew, grew, grew saying "I promise" and became bigger that all promises... grew a lot and have not even noticed how much you grew... grew allowing me new discoveries.... grew waving me hope to grow too...

Oyananda