The sunrise of words

Her eyes are

loving the caress of light

Her lips are

who love the kisses of words

Her hands are

who love the humanity supply

Because her hands  create

the verbal life of dreams

Since in her eyes' lightning

two favorite words smile sweetly

facing a poem whitch is born sweetly

painting her future with the joy of the stars

A book enlightens the world

The look of words is dancing

in the light of her eyes

The lips of the book quench their thirst

in hers only hands

The glimpses of meanings illuminate

on the edge of her look

As the girl writes forever

the reading of her soul

to the voice of a word that just

has loved her hands