I saw you in one day between wheat and cicadas, between leaves and bushes of violets, with baskets full of gold and silver, you were playing chasing the wind. Like in a game you were throwing laugh bringing the summer into the bosom. The sun was warming the hours and the time, I saw you, but it was for a moment. We met then on the gravel of the ditch, I surprised you drying your hair… we looked at each other and, like in a dream, we brushed against each other like birds do. And like two leaves t...