Through my veins

On the canvas of my soul, a face is revealed, A labyrinth of lines, an echo that resonates. Closed eyes, an introspective journey, Universe of emotions, a living feeling. The past is drawn in strokes of color, Nostalgia in the gaze, a sweet pain. Abstract reflections, a play of nuances, Life in an instant, happy scars. A fan of dreams, an enigma in the air, Who am I in this moment? Where is the journey taking me? "Visions of the Intangible" Series, 1/∞