[EN] / [IT]
Inside that embrace
We become gold
And our knees yield
To the weight of passion
And to the lightness of my dreams with you
Your sweet hands
Learnt how to caress
my Shining soul
That has always known and never hoped
And that today prays
That infinity exists.
They seem like flowers blooming on us
On our skin
Finding fertile soil for the season of love
Ivy among your curls
Jasmine perfumes my head
And this is enough
To make us immortal
Love.
In this kiss that seems like a whisper
There is patience and irony
passion and listening
caresses and bites
There is truth without filters
And simplicity made gold.
In this kiss that seems like an anchor
There is everything
that would be
if we embraced the flow of the wind
that in the randomness of its breath
brings the pollen to the pistil
the drop of water to the bud
the stars as witnesses of an encounter.
But Love
that is not painted,
even if we will only be friends
And maybe we never will be,
and if you’ll never really look at me
Nor will you ever really talk to me
neither really listen to me
It’s time to grow up
and write love poems
And embrace love, even if
sometimes cries and is betrayed
or not understood.
Poetry seems heavy
but in reality poetry flies
And I do not fall
but I fly
And I know that to really love,
a thousand years are not enough
And it’s not enough a thousand times
looking into each other’s eyes
Because it is in just two seconds
that the magic happens
And just like before you die,
in two seconds
You can see a whole life.
