Swallow the rocks, burn the world,
be the absence of a wordless book.
In a nowhere place, you swim in silence
while feelings are being eaten by sharks.
Desperation is far away from any fear,
you won't need your senses here.
Read my poem, run after my cold tears
and reach the lonesome town I am in.
2nd of September 2017, Rome
My core feelings are the only certainty I can trust, that's enough.
Your smile makes me reconsider steady priorities, that's enough.
A moment with you is where I want to be someday, that's enough.
I listen to cyclical stories and a few cynical thoughts, that's enough.
We talk about society, relations, humanity and love, that's enough.
Intense discourses of all topics lasts days and nights, that's enough.
I won't lose my spontaneity, don't ever lose yours, that's enough.
I am Rachel, you are Tom we could play foolish roles, that's enough.
Give me a dog's muzzle, listening eyes, observing ears, that's enough.
My complete attention is yours you will not bore me, that's enough.
A cheerful, grief, optimistic, tragic Circadian rhythm, that's enough.
Smoke opium in Asia in the mist of a rough act of lust, that's enough.
You can arrange sounds and keep for yourself words, that's enough.
Be part of the world we live in until my time runs out, that's enough.
Trust me, dance without grace, laugh at my silly jokes, that's enough.
I won't ask you anything, but I will desire everything, that's enough.
Never feel 'not being enough', as long as it's you, that's always enough.
1st of September 2017, Rome
Updated: Jan 10
I wish I could hug the penguins of the Antarctic,
give them some of the warmth that I hide inside.
I wish men would be fulfilled by the beauty of things,
fully living colors, friends, love, the breeze of the sea.
I wish we speciated from dinosaurs, I'll fly to you any time;
just waves can travel wingless along seconds and width.
I wish my devoted smiles help you, as yours did with me;
the confusion will not collide, polluting the air you breathe.
I wish that The Revolution of the Earth will end those sad tides,
quickly cleaning up the mess that we have sometimes inside.
I wish no one would ever feel alone, insecure, scared, or unloved.
Naïf looks like a singing boy, are still there in the forgiveness age.
I wish the 4 species of penguins could be living together in peace:
Adélie, Chinstrap, Emperor, Gentoo share a difficult cold space.
I wish I was next to the sorrow's body to bring calm and quietness;
when I felt for the first time someone's true love, I suddenly cried.
I wish to be able to bear the entire world's pain but especially yours.
The portrait of your happiness is my joy — nothing else matters now.
29th of August 2017, Rome
