To a beautiful woman

The dream of your eyes

Doesn't rest in your barefoot nature

Are they the beginning of the sky?

Or the summit of a memory?

Are they valleys

adrift in life

held by one heart?

In those shores I've seen tears dancing

glittering from your heart

moist with pain and happiness

washing your breast of memories

and the memory of the sea...

A whisper of hope

Naked returns to the sky

whose darkness is so sweet

And your eyes between shadows

make the rounds of the moon

While they caress my dreams...

Are they maybe what remains?

what rests of the day

When it is over...

There i see them

singing stories

and moving pictures

through empty halls

all of them were

your portraits without you...

their shadows envelop a dream

a dream full of life

of life and the song of life...

if there is a song of life, it lives in them

and envelops my heart

If I have a heart,

It lives in you…

I see them,

like the fixed embrace of the Black sea

they hold me...

while the green and red flowers at your feet

move so slowly in the water

for you girl, born of the sea

where life itself

smiles with deep sobs

and calls the night

by its most ancient name,

you.

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life

I see life

life inside

this torrent

torrent

of music, of song…, love, hope in tomorrow, a photograph, a smile, a scream, an embrace, a kiss, a heart broken, love of the night, hope of yesterday, a painting, a sigh, a whisper a cry in the night. (A child, an infant running in your hair). A cry of happiness too, the smell of the sea, the smell of jasmines and the sea. The photo of you with a flower, a red flower in your hair. You are white you are dark, your hand is open, your hairs thrown back in a thousand different directions they all point to the earth and yet between the shadows again I see them running towards a fountain. A fountain that I wish for you.

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