The sigh of the wind
doesn't stop
between the branches of the pine
made wet by the sky
and still the birds sing
because winter is far away
and they know that the sun
will soon come back.
I sit and wait
on the hardened sand
for the scent of the sea
to slowly rise
while around the boats
with the reflections of the light
dance and tell
symphonies of Spring.

Unaware protagonist
of my love dream,
I will take with me the secret
of a never-lived story,
hidden between the lines
that I'm now writing for you.
Trusted ink
that knows my heart
to you I secretly tell
my dream of love.

I don't know
where passion will push me,
if it will make me run after the wishes
among steep crevasses
and marshy paths
where sharp rocks
feed on meat
or if it will make me bury my sighs
in burning deserts,
where the heart waits
to fester and melt.

I don't know if it's better
to challenge the oceans
on a ragged draft
mending the sails
with threads of hope
or to let the wind
tear off my skin
suffocating the screams
with rages of aboulia.

I only know
that one cannot water trees
with tears.

23.12.'15

I would do
anything to
take you with
me.

Sleep now please
I will come
back to you
here.

I will be
in your dreams
always with
you.

Keep me for
ever in
side your
heart.

Only this
way I will
never leave
you.

13.6.'15

Would you love me
if I were a stone
that you could throw
off of a cliff,
bloodless, heartless,
unable to shout?
Would you love me
if I were dust
that you could scatter
in the wind,
without hope
of ever seeing it again,
lost forever?
And if I were a silent shadow,
a light off in the dark
or a stick made of feathers?
I'm alive

never forget it.

10.3.'15

I will never shut
my dreams inside a trunk
nor will my ears be deaf
to the desires.
The winds of tomorrow
will blow violently
and the current
will always push
towards the open sea.
But however far I roam
my heart
has never left home.

30.5.'15