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Saturday, February 27, 2016
conceptual love does not exist for another one
all i need
all i want
is tenderness
the sweetness in you
i love to touch
flowers and trees.
but i wanted you
to touch me
with your love
your heart
flowing through
hands and skin
into mine
and my heart
flowing into yours,
the secret life of flowers
who can bend their head
to the sun
and in the wind
but not touch each other.
it is not in their nature,
they are tickled by bees
but we are humans
and we can do it,
i don't need God and Death
nor angels
to caress me ,
my salvation will come.
I need your embrace
your smile, your laugh
your tears , your voice
through all these clouds
of fear and pain
But I cannot even dance
with you, knowing
you will leave me alone
when we come home,
i dread the end of days
until in my confusion
i refuse the light of the day
drawing the curtains
closing my ears
in violent withdrawal
But i cannot
close
this heart of mine.
all i want
is tenderness
the sweetness in you
i love to touch
flowers and trees.
but i wanted you
to touch me
with your love
your heart
flowing through
hands and skin
into mine
and my heart
flowing into yours,
the secret life of flowers
who can bend their head
to the sun
and in the wind
but not touch each other.
it is not in their nature,
they are tickled by bees
but we are humans
and we can do it,
i don't need God and Death
nor angels
to caress me ,
my salvation will come.
I need your embrace
your smile, your laugh
your tears , your voice
through all these clouds
of fear and pain
But I cannot even dance
with you, knowing
you will leave me alone
when we come home,
i dread the end of days
until in my confusion
i refuse the light of the day
drawing the curtains
closing my ears
in violent withdrawal
But i cannot
close
this heart of mine.
Paolo Fresu - No Potho Reposare
this title is so...not any language, certainly not Italian,...... youtube....
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