giovedì 25 aprile 2013

The words were empty

The words were empty,
Then one night I looked at the sky
and I discovered your eyes,
your skin like moon, the mystery of silence
of distant light, reflected on the world.
I could not find another meaning
for the word "I love you"
the sense was gone,
who knows where;
I looked into the sea,
in the blue of dreams and deep
where birds migrate 
and there are no human voices.
Then one night, in the dark,
I threw my thoughts of love
in the infinite sky,
and my words became stars
for your eyes.

Cristiano Bartolomei