A poem of love

A poem of Love

I don’t have peace.

The Sky isn’t blue for me,

life is Black

because my Love is Black, tôo.

Why am not I happy

Because I can’t see love.

I carry in me the green star.

Before I said:

if life is pretty

and if the sea is large

I’ve found the light of my life.

And you

And you

I don’t know... I don’t know...

Really, I don’t know...

Please help me... help me!

I want to drink the sweet of the your eyer

I wante to drink the sweet of your mouth

I need to be happy.

Do you understand

Then, come here please,

because I love... I love you...

My love’s story is your story, tôo.

The drawer of my life is empty

And your

Now I can see: my life os empty.

you were my accupation

you were my world

you were my words

you were my big light...

But...

The Windows of love is closed for me.

Bye... bye...