she doesn’t let me drink
and insists
that I listen to her

insists with
a viciousness

“It’s because you work night shifts,”
she says.

“What’s that got to do with drinking
while I’m free?”

“Alcohol lowers a man’s testosterone level
and increases estrogen. Why
don’t you know that? You
need to take better care of
yourself.”

she made for me a diet with
rice and garlic

calls me while on the night shift
and tells me to go into the bathroom
and jump 100 times
and do stretching exercises,
tells me to drink more water
She even buys me bags of nuts and seeds
and tells me to eat between the meals

“No sugar,” she says. “No, not even in
coffee. Pure black or nothing.”

she even bought me a
hand grip strengthener with adjustable resistance
to use while I’m in the office

she encouraged me to eat
raw eggs but stopped when
I told her that you can get salmonella like that

when I came home from work
one evening at 23:36
I ate my rice with garlic
and she asked if I wanted anything else
and I said “Yeah, a beer.”

“Okay,” she said. Went into the kitchen
came back fifteen minutes later with
a cup of tea and a lemon

“What’s this?” I asked.

“Ginger tea. It’s better with lemon. Should
I squeeze it for you?”

“No thanks, I’ll do it myself.” I cut the
lemon in half and squeezed it into the cup

It was the nectar of gods
and I didn’t
hesitate to tell her
so

“All right then,” she said. “Drink it all, rinse
with water before brushing your teeth
and then come to bed.”

I did all that and went to bed

and she wanted me to sleep
because lack
of sleep is the worst
enemy of a man’s testosterone levels

You
You, I , us
You, my inspiration
You, the one who takes care of the monsters
You, who has my attention

You, the little giant  
You, the perfect teacher
You, who have me as a practitioner
You, the one who teaches me the good

You, with the caramel eyes
You, if you're not there my soul collapses
You, with the sincere heart
You, the one that time stagnates  

You, who save me if I sink
You, who smiles for no reason
You, who help me deep
You, who drink milk in a bowl  

You, the one that makes me happy
You, the one with the bad jokes
You, who is still an apprentice
You, the lord of bullets

You, who is curious
You, build weapons
You, the one who is resourceful
You, who still love me

You, the one I fall in love with every day
You, the one who sits there and is
You, who is still on the tracks
You, who is polite  

You, only you make me feel
You, only you make me dream
You, only you make me live
You, only you make me fly  

You, with the perfect smile
You, with the beautiful profile
You, the one that always affects me
You, who will be famous  

You, my life partner
You, who will be in my future
You, who will not flee
You, who hates the dark

You, who help me if I fall
You, who is still there
You, who don't go if I fail
You, who love my mistakes

You, my coat
You, my protector
You my best friend
You, my strengthener

You, who knows about me
You, who supports me
You, who sat down to hear
You, who adore me

You, with the strong arms
You, the one with my soul
You, with the warm hug
You, the one that I love

You, with the addictive mouth
You, with the silly laugh
You, the one with the bite
You, the one that stuns me

You ... you are my happiness
You ... You are my sadness
You ... you are my anxiety
You ... You are everything as long as I grow up