relationship – WILDsound Festival

Merry Go Round, Poetry by Aya

Like an endless turn,
Our love goes nowhere.
The passion it burns
In this sordid affair.

Corona, Poetry by Greg Kanyicska

Those sands of the Moroccan Sahara that you
Walked, you touched, you breathed, have sailed over waves,
Greedy waves, on the Harmattan wind
To cross the Atlantic;