lunedì 28 gennaio 2008

curly sun


there hasn't been one single morning
since i found you
that i didn't welcome you,
my curly sun

not a single night
i left behind
without greeting
the reason of my bliss

and everyday
mistake by mistake
i only meant to free
your wings from chains

every new drop of time
feeding my past days cup
my whole soul tried
just now i know it wrongly did

useless what i know now
unless it's worth for you
but in each of those drops
i left the seed of my endless love

within the circle of life
it will climb up to the sky
and rain down to the thirsty ground,
feed up the tree of hopes and dreams

within the breathing of days
it will blow through leaves and grass
gently grazing and spreading wide
the sweet scent of your curly beams


to my curly sun

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