I am living with a trace of hope
that you will not see the tears that fall
drop by drop,
drop by drop,
and scared within your heart
you, of course will be not
when softly I shall say:
it was not you, my love.

only then the lie was sold so easy
for there shall fall the tears ahead
until dear heart will contain some courage
to share some secrets and some thoughts.

You wander above green grass
Never touching earth's crust
When rain comes you put on the shield,
God forbidden to touch a man
To know the warmth of skin and blood
Or kiss a beating heart.

you weren't there to see
the sun rising above the fence line,
I was becoming part of nature
as I stayed so still
and birds were under my spell.

trees were waving branches with laziness
and soon flowers copied the dance,
up on the sky
clouds were passing with devotion
in front of the morning sun
asking for permission
to let a few drops of rain
where the land is dry.

you weren't there to see
shadows of trees and petals of flowers
covering my sadness
crushing sad thoughts
rebirthing me with joy,
I was part of the nature
finally,
I was one of them.

you're asking if I've found
a miracle love,
but if you knew about this
you'd recognize it.

it's been seven years
the time pass so fast
a lifetime together
and I feel it's not enough
it's a dream to be married
and be called your wife.
this year you will be mine and I will be yours
memories are gifted
and they bring joy
together we'll be stronger, we'll conquer the world.
the sky's the limit
you say it yourself.

Where no one would want to be
I am not alone.
Among others like me
sharing a deep secret
believing that no one can know,
but
they clearly see.

we recognize a pitched laugh,
a too small smile,
or doomed words like
how is she now?
and all the answers we can provide
we can verbalize only one:
we want a medicine for
our silent screams.

it's a story half told if I let out pain
and play with kind words
only to not relive
a bit of disappoint.

it's a story half told
every time words walk
and halt only to one ear,
what happens to them
is another story half told
for people who ask for more
and receive more then they can hold.

there are some fears that I go to sleep at night
and one is crossing now my mind,
one of these days
I will wake up.

I walk down the street and I see you,
my heart skips a few beats,
maybe I look like a fool
when
we friendly greet
each other and I reflect
the same wide smile
you proudly wear
that can't be
removed
even
after
I cross by you.

Today,
He lacks fear and he dares to love me.

half the time I listen to birds
twittering about life mystery from all around
they call for help, birds are quick on coming
from tree and trees to join the convent.
birds tweet and tweet,
is there a contest?
oh! let's be honest
birds are just chatting.

aren't we all afraid of suffering?
just the verity that we cannot sleep
from the throbbing thoughts
is maintaining us awake a bit more.
and there's the symphony of insomnia.

I need to feel loved
because I'm falling apart
million of pieces of other
broken parts
of what was once a *heart.

I'm holding my head down
as passing near the cemetery
mirroring the motion
of those who I pass by.
there's no confusion
nor a deep illusion
of what we should do
with our life now.

when I'm nothing
you are my all
and we are everything.

let's walk straight to one another
and stop to admire our tender smiles
who cannot fairly describe our happy faces
and wonder eyes.
let's not get into thinking
to see people are watching live
our first meeting in the center of the town.
let's unite our shaking hands
and experience our first touch
why am I thinking this is so intimate.?
one step forward, you want me close
one step forward, I want you closer.
let's enjoy the joy and the feeling of first class love.
let's move our bodies until we become the perfect one.
let's not rush the first kiss. let's breath the same air
with bonded foreheads and closed eyes
until we stop the slowly shaking
and move slowly back and forth, left and right
so we create our distinct ride.
a ride of dance of love and joy,
a ride of dance of beliefs and dreams
a ride of dance of truth sincere
so let's dance until we'll have a place to be
happy old in love evergreen.

The time has passed
and I discovered that
I look at you in a way that you'll never look back
And I understand as well your desire
To meet someone new and fall in love.

upon a time we could have said
whatever, whenever,
and words like
ne me quitte pas
were used only in the bedroom.

it's been a decade
since the first steps you took
and the most important words
like 'mama' and 'papa'
were the first you said
with your baby voice
melting hearts
of everyone along the way.

it's been half decade
since you figured out
that the most important job
is making your parents proud.

eleven! oh magic number
with 132 months of full laughter,
I wish for you to have
many memories
filled with joyful moments
among your best friends
and your lovely family!

Happy birthday Jan!

I saw the wonderful sunset at horizon sky
colorful and slowly faded under my eyes.
and I thought about sleep, night, finished day
and even death that comes in our way.

I so deeply desire
The change to happen now,
To build up a fence
For me to carve in hidden,
Of the world my big surprise
Eyes no more shallow
Eyes that look like mine.

I crave so hard of something
That the pain is my friend
Another thing I desire
For salty water to pause a sec
Shall I scream or run as fast?
There is no point
Salty water flows so much.

he speaks a language I don't know.
words I can not distinguish.
what is to guess?
if I might be... maybe he wanders
in love with you?
I say out loud
words are said, so I continue
every day, I try to speak.
I didn't have time,
he cut me off the line
with an unexpected kiss.

The adventure of our lives begins after
the first moment of life outside the womb.
Fear that viscous coating can not protect yourself
makes you anticipate what will happen.
Moments pass and you don't feel sheltered anymore,
and an unknown amount of energy accumulates
in your little body and the environment is filled
with your first sound
measured in decibels.

now the world knows about you.

hello my friend
with deep blue eyes!
today we meet
in the land of real dreams
that the grown ups
call it simple
Life!

A day will come
for every scene
for you to learn
names and things.
fear not, my friend
if tears will come
some of them
important are.
you shall not be scared
if monsters are real
because your dad
will banish them.
you shall not cry
if rain will come,
in your mother's arms
shelter you'll find.
do not hurry to grow old
nor pass the toys
in those long days
because my friend,
grown ups miss in secret
to play with toys.

I wish for you
...
oh! so many wishes
I'll tell you all
in our next meeting!