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.