You My Sun

You... my Sun
You, whose face is my star's road
the first time I saw you
the sun was rising in your eyes
you knew how to burst rose that sleeps under snow
that day you gave me as presents the moon
a star downpour which since then
lighted my empty nights, my skies


at the first kiss I felt
the ground palpitate into my hand
like the heart of the captive bird
when your body encountered mine
you gave me wild frenzies
capturing my eyes
I saw your beautiful glance shone
till your beating heart
swirls to swirls
I believed that our joy would fill the ground
until the end of time


my beloved. the love is a river
where the tender reed drowns
it purges the heart of its ugliness
it is thirst, hunger, an evil without end
the love is a flower of that you are the only seed
it is also a frightened dream afraid of wakening


one who does not grasp the chance to love
will never know the life nor nothing to give
its heart fears death
it never lived happiness


tormented heart will never waltz


when the night seems too empty
and the road too long and abrupt
if you believe only one moment
that love is absent
remember on Spring
sleeps under bitter snows
a seed which requires
the love of a Sun to flourish