On moonlit nights, I feel the whisper of your voice
of your voice caressing my senses.
The echo of your hands, of your lips
ripe strawberry against mine.
I love you, and I love poetry,
for to love you is to love the most beautiful verses.
I love your mouth harmonious with your eyes
that give colour to my life, to the petals
of my rhymes made with love and friendship.
Although you are not present here,
how nice it is to look at me in your pupils
and melt in your embrace.
My love for you has grown under the wings
of silence and oblivion that never comes.
You are my Romeo, I am your eternal Juliet,
soul mates condemned to love each other
beyond time and distance,
perpetually united in this song.