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

The years will pass
crumbling what little
of us, fleeing, will remain,
youth will pass
erasing the splendour
of that time gone,
the desire to wake you up
with the scent of a rose will pass,
to run after you
among the weeping willows,
the night will pass
without longing
for the morning after,
everything will pass
without wishing anything else

and I will still want you.

18.3 . '12

I would like to grow old
waking up
every day
with a smile,
falling asleep
every night
with a hope.

I would like to grow old
always looking for
something to find out,
something to understand,
something to learn.

I would like to grow old
having close
someone who loves me,
someone who misses me,
someone to help.

I would like to grow old
with a flower to grow,
with a sunset
to admire,
with a God
to thank.


19.4.'09

Beyond the sea
I will cast my net
to fish for the trail
of light and fire
that the sun fleeing
has forgotten on the water
and to brighten the days
that last minutes
leaving the dark,
wounded, in the heart

as when it's winter.

25.9.'14

Autumn knocks
at the summer's door
which doesn't want to open
and strong in its nice weather
still remains the Queen.
The day gets shorter,
the air is getting cooler,
colours grow dark,
the rain
is persistent,
the sky
more cloudy
but the Queen
doesn't surrender
its realm
and to the autumn
sends three gifts:
a swallow,
a rose,
a night of stars.

3.9.'10

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

I will wait
that the snow
melts
to find
our flower again,
that the roses
unfold
to watch them
together.
I will count
the days
and every moment
of them.
I will fish
for an excuse
not to think of you
even at night.
I will let
the stars
tell me
about you.
I will listen
to the moon
pronouncing
your name
and at every beat
of eyelashes
I will be an istant
closer to you.

Beyond the horizon
my mind wanders,
along the road
which leads
to new goals.
Ahead
and then still ahead,
indefatigably ahead,
without stopping,
without appeasing thirst
which drives
to new achievements.
Beyond the horizon
there's always another one.
I unfurl the sails
and let the wind
blow.

10.11.'09

A sea-gull
doesn't ask the sea
if it can fly.
It flies free.
A mistake is tolerable
but not freedom.

16.6.'15

I learned to walk
on glass floors,
to weigh words
as though they were gold,
to listen to the tiniest sounds
of the hearts of those
who talked to me
but I still haven't learned to fly
as feathers do.

Tell me again
about when I was born
and you dyed
your hair pink
so that everybody would know
that you were the happiest
woman in the world.
Tell me
about when you couldn't
stop smiling
because you knew
that I would be there waiting
when you came home from work.
Tell me
about when I called you “Mum”
for the first time
and I fell asleep
saying it over and over,
even the next morning
as soon as I opened my eyes.
Tell me again
about the day they told you
that there was something wrong with me,
that I would never walk
and that I would be
confined to a bed forever.
Tell me
about when I told you
that I didn’t care about the pain
because I always had you with me.
Tell me
about the times when I couldn’t even follow conversations
because of all the things they were giving me
so that I wouldn’t suffer
and the best thing in my life
was being able to look at you
and holding your hand tight.
Tell me again
about all those people
who say that we have to bear
whatever God gives us
but then take pills
for even the mildest headaches.
Tell me again
about the day I made up my mind
that I wasn’t born to spend my life in a bed
and that I was through with waking up
just to keep sleeping.
And tell me just one more time
about when I called you “Mum”
for the last time,
when I fell asleep
and I couldn’t
stop smiling,
taking the warmth of your hand
with me.

I'm tired
of chasing my dreams
on blazing lava beaches,
of fording rivers
and never seeing the other side.
I'm tired
of climbing mountains
that have no peaks
of crossing oceans
aided only by my arms and legs.
But I can’t stop
because if I did,
the dreams would just chase me.

I have walked
upon the lava of volcanoes
reckless, not caring
if I burned my feet,
I have sunk deep into quicksand
struggling
so that it wouldn’t swallow me up.
I have climbed the steep sides of icebergs,
holding my breath
I have strained to reach the depths of the sea
and from the top of a mountain
I have flung myself, wingless,
but a drop of rain is enough
to make me drown.

I meet every day
glaciers adrift,
with those mouths full
of empty thoughts,
the eyes
consumed by sadness,
the liver
soured by acridity,
the heart worn out
by a life without warmth,
too arid
not to go adrift
in the ocean of solitude.

28.11.'13

Half moon in May
has stopped on my balcony.
She told me
of the heat of summer
that stifled her,
of the autumn rains
that wetted her,
of the cold of winter
that benumbed her
and of the sun of spring
that gave her a flower
and she told me
that the dryness
(of summer)
makes (the autumn)
weep tears
and freezes the heart
(of winter)
until the hope of the sun
gives birth to a rose
(in spring).


14.8.’13

Here nothing lasts forever.
The flower withers
the snow melts
the stone crumbles
memories fade
our dear ones leave
loves end
smiles die away
the night gives place to the day
the peace to the war
the war to the peace.
Here nothing lasts forever.
And where you are now?

14.5.'13

We have met
we have realized immediately
that it was our day,
we have felt desire
without asking why,
we have loved each other
without asking for how long,
holding hands
we have shared everything
without allowing anything
to be able to part us.
All this in a moment,
before the car
that was taking you
overtook mine
and in our glances
there was the love of a lifetime.

10.2.'14

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 hand over
in front of the sea
my eyes to the evening
and for me she lays them down
on the wake of moon
there
until the last glow
will have adorned the sky
with diamonds and rubies
emeralds and topazes
and in the morning
when the sun
lighting up
rises
I will succeed in closing them again
to dream of beauty.

15.7.'13

When at night I slightly touch you
grumbling  you turn away,
I get closer to you in the morning
and yawning you turn over,
I look for a contact
to say hallo
and like a bear
without realizing you ignore me,
I get breakfast ready
and everything seems due.
I hint a smile
but even a glance
seems an effort
then we go to work
and if I call you
you sound surprised,
if I miss you
you don't notice it,
if I am sad
you don't perceive it,
tired
you don't care.
When it's convenient for you
I am here,
when I need affection
I don't exist,
when I need a caress
you don't know what to do,
a word
you don't waste your energy.
You look like a fakir
on a bed of thorns
and if I have made a mistake
it's because in youth
passion blinds
and it's worth more
than a sunset on the sea.

26.11.'13

As a blanket
the dark
our bodies wraps
and of irrepressible thirst
the whispers speak.
In the nights I quiver
with (*) pleasure defeated
my sleep howls
the mind absent
the pain without nights with you.
You … in the nights
among dreams … in the hands
of velvet … the cushions
are flowers ...your kisses
stars … in the nights.
I fall asleep exhausted
by love
for you.

12.11.'14