The Siren

The Siren

And then one day I get off the plane and get home, my true home, and I realize that I won’t be alone anymore.  There is a siren next to me.  An enormous beautiful siren, sinuous, waiting for me on the side of the building to welcome me to my city of the heart!  She will sleep there forever, next to my bed, on the other side of the wall, and in the morning we meet at my window, every morning, at 6, and drinking the first coffee of the day, we silently admire the indescribable dawn that Rio gives us.  Thank you, @rafamon, for this gorgeous friend you gave me!  Please consider yourself invited, Rafa, for a 6am coffee, every morning! See you at the window, one day!


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