Porto

An art living between orange roofs

and streets unfolding a sort of beauty;

a river in contrast with history and colors;

Angels walking freely,

tongues chanting under the rain;

smiles flourishing under the autumn’s sun;

A heart looking for freedom

in a city where Rock ‘n Roll

fusions harmony with bodies;

Art is alive!

Windows and doors reciting a poem

but discovering your eyes

was the deepest of all poems.