The peaceful swirl of the snowflakes
Heading downward, on my face,
Brought a longing for you, stronger than cold,
As substantial as the one that grows
Whenever the streets are endearing,
Whenever the night spreads its stars above;
Like the yearning so terrible as sleep takes over kindly,
Even worse everytime a diva croons over a piano,
Or a candle is lit, or a book brings up a smile
In class, over the boiling soup, through the window
If my head is there, so is your image.

And it's true that I can't share any of this
When your ears and heart are stars away,
But like a letter bearing the taste of the sea
Or the wind fighting the skin
I have no other way to go
But the one my heart chose;
For the heart chose hope of steel,
And merciful patience,
Absorbing all the light life could give,
Cherishing every moment
I could love you by breathing.



December 2006