This is my greatest poem,
My deeper thought,
The essence of my soul
my desire
The purpose of a life,

This is something you will never understand,
Something that you will think temporary,
Or just stupid words,
Or away from everyday,

life.

”

But you know,
How many times I dream
Just my hand
Touch your face?

”

Here, this is the universe,
The light you can not see
But it blinds my heart.

A Marta,    per  sempre Mario