FIFTY

Fifty, what a number
I’m scared, a year away
Fifty, what a number
So hard to see, so hard to feel
Fifty, what a number
Then I close my eyes
Waiting for the inevitable
Wishing to defy gravity
Knowing it’s impossible
Sooner or latter it will be fifty
Fifty, what a number
No fifty kisses, no fifty roses
Not even fifty smiles, all of them leaving marks
Not even fifty cries, there were more . . . way more sad.
A life without glory, only scars
Fifty scars may be
Fifty, oh what a number
Because it is not just fifty, but my fifty
Fifty, what a number
And I’m so scared a year away.

TWENTY FOUR HOURS

Twenty four hours
Was the time between uS
End of an era beginning of anotheR
Nothing will separate us, I belong to yoU
Time to be together, no more playing solO
Young love as it is, we will create an ark as NoaH
For us to navigate a sea of love togetheR
On us the valour to love, and me and yoU
United in desire, love that never says nO
Reborn after each fight, never be ofF
Hand in hand, we will walk silentlY
Orbiting our own world lets just forgeT
Unhappy times when we decided to take actioN
Resolution to travel and become onE
Solution after we commit and voW
Twenty four hours . . . saluT.

ZOE, BEAUTIFUL CREATURE

As little as you can be
As light as a feather
Sweet like pure sugar
That hasn’t been refined
You opened your big eyes and smiled at me
Grabbing my thumb and pulling me closer to your heart
As little as you can be
As light as a feather
Fragile, tiny thing in my big arms
Still you know and trust
I will hold you with care
While I cradle you and look how you move
Those small, shaky and uncontrollable dances of yours
And I start smiling back at you
Feeling you even closer to my heart
And while I hold tight closer
I also dance to your rhythm
And think how beautiful you are
As little as you can be
And light as a feather.