Today in the middle of my notes I found a poem of mine ... oh my poetry is big word ... I'm not a poet, nor one who has never read poetry in his life ... I wrote in February of last year ... is a poem dedicated to a person who even knows she is the recipient ... pity that no one will ever know ... Na tear reading it I ran away ... Here's the poem in honor of the news
It's called 417 ...
Dream on clear nights
Dream in stormy nights
Dream in your wildest dreams
Dream during the day
Dream in the morning when the first ray of sun is placed on your sweet face
Dream when you're tired after a day's work
Dream when you're happy for a wonderful day
always
Dream Dream because it is the only way I have to stand next to you because
Dream I live only for you
Dream because I live alone with your dreams
Dream of me because if I stop dreaming disappear
Dream of me my love, we dream at night and morning
Dream and one day embrace
Hug
Hug
to cut him from the dream
Embrace rebirth for me
Hug me because my life acquires a new meaning
Hug to you that my life is worth something
Hug me because I live for you
Hug me because without you I'm not the illusion of a thought
Hold me and give me life
Hug and let me live with you ....
Marco Giannini, February 6, 2008
and spontaneous ... have you ever found (or you are afraid to find for me) an old poem or song that has special meaning for you? Maybe that makes you run away, as in my case, a tear?
Hoping someone responds
Good Sunday to all and especially to my coredattrice that continues on the run from the blog mmm
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