I love rebe alone or in collaboration.
I love rebe like a lullabying mobile, any music box on a shelf or in the clouds.
I love her liquid voice, her toy store instrumentation.
pienso en ti a todas horas, something like I think about you all the time.
I don’t want to but I do.
I wonder where you are, I wonder how you are, I wonder what…I wonder.
I could call out to you, longingly, as if you are a distant lover.
I could whisper to myself, at night, into pillows warm with your name.