I look at you while you write
Phrases that you'll never let me read
On an diary that
You buy back every year and you will not change
From the pen they come out
Words that fix
Thoughts that
Only with yourself
You can share
Perhaps they take you back
To where resurface
Images
That are indelible
And I would like
To be in you
Understanding if
What I am and do is enough to convey
At least the idea
Of the immensity that you have made mine by existing
I hear you singing
Almost whispering them inside you
Stanzas from memory
Of songs that I didn't even know that
You liked so much
To get you involved like this
Also because
You never
Shared them with me but
Maybe they belong to you
Maybe they remind you
Images
That are indelible
And I would like
To be in you
Understanding if
What I am and do is enough to convey
At least the idea
Of the immensity that you have made mine by existing
To be in you
Understanding if
What I am and do is enough to convey
At least the idea
Of the immensity that you have made mine by existing
To be in you
Understanding if
What I am and do is enough to convey
At least the idea
Of the immensity that you have made mine by existing