To see your awakenings

should be never sad

I shall ask the moon

to fill the whole sky

all your nights......

to see the love in your eyes

each morning while you will sleep

I shll build for you wonderful dreams

to see your smiling to me tenderly

I shall ask the sun to shine

all the time

I shall invent colors

I shall invent fragances

I shall go at the bottom of the sky

to choose a star

which will be so brilliant

as I shall call you ........

to hear you singing every time

I shall invent silences

bigger than cathedrals....

to see the hapiness on you face....

we shall go in countrysides

to pick wild flowers

to make a big white bed

in which we shall tenderly.......

make love..... and make love......

Text Cyrano              Illustration: Death NYC      11 2020