I Can See You

You've survived the rain

of red roses that one day

I surely offered and that

never, never really arrived.

 

I can see you, graceful

in the magical presence

of unrealized dreams,

with the lovely blue

dress I thought you'll

wear, and in the midst

of so much silence I've

fixed your sad smile in

the beautiful place that

never was, still waiting

for that empty future,

living and pulsating in

some promise I'd made.

 

This afternoon, empty

streets seem dazzled by

the fragrance of silence,

while the kindness of

your gaze is suddenly

intertwined with this

endless love that floods

every single corner of the

world, and all that exists.