Friday, October 8, 2010

La Tua Piccola, Sempre

Calling you - no, I mustn't.
I'm not desperate
I'm not obsessed
I'm not even upset.

I just love you

Silly (I know) but -
it only took a moment
to love you eternally
to care for you
to never erase you from this heart.

The dreams: golden and caramel -
they've returned,
yet you're nowhere to be found.
I plow through the days,
none as colorful as last winter.
The warm grey -
where is it?

Where are you?

I'd sign off any composure I had
just to see you

I'd sign off any permanence 
to know you still love me.

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