This evening words can’t reach my thoughts,
but thoughts are going to conquer the night
with a small help from my fingers and a pen.
I will have my small, private talk
to the night lights and shadows in the room
even when I will not know what I see
except for the thirsty whiteness waiting in front of me.
Like a sailor, I trust the sky will help me
to find the way out of my sleepless night,
to escape the rough waves to the calm sea.
When the wind will try to rend my stretched sails
you are my shore, my flag and my mast.
I am your deck, just be with me, hold me tight
and tell me some funny and some silly things.
Make me forget.
Make me laugh.
Make me sing.
Sit next to me, watch how the morning offers us
the lights of coming day on its wide open palms.
Put your hand under my left breast,
feel the sound of my heart, wild drums,
listen to my whispers and all unspoken words.
Can you hear how the water crashes on the rocks,
how crickets sing inside conifers?
You are my yesterdays and all my tomorrows,
my mornings and days and all of my nights,
warmth and smell of linen, crumpled pillow,
bread, water and salt.
Hug me gently, see me uncombed after lovemaking
before we take a shower and go out to feed the birds
and listen to the gurgling sound of the awakening fountain
in the middle of a still empty square.
The gray ash of the past tries to cover me,
the way Vesuvius blanketed Pompeii,
but I have enough of breath to breathe,
enough of strength to live,
enough of love to love.
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Brilliant, very much from the heart
Such a beautiful read, I just read a book about pompeii, vesuvius by Robert Harris, excellent, well done. -
I love the whimsical feel of this. If only that 'thirsty whiteness', could always be as fulfilling as this. Very well writte
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Outstanding
I thought this was a strong poem and I liked how you explored your thoughts and feelings in the second stanza with some beautiful poetry. You express your emotions so well and take a simple love theme to new heights and depths. Best of luck in the contest.
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I would only say the word "life" is seen in the poetry you created and this life is the life of a universal heart..beautiful scenario indeed..
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I would have to say you have far more than "enough", my Friend. In your expressions of your gifts, you are blessed. Ahhh, such a dream, to continue upon waking...Good luck in the contest, Poet. 
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