When nature gives you love
it does it with the shadows of the night
with the song of crickets and little stars of fireflies
with the willow that cries dew on the hair
with the tree reflected on the calm waters of the forest.
When life gives you love
it does it with the stretched notes of a song
with thoughts sent every hour
with encounters of furtive, hidden glances
with the same words that escape from the heart.
When you give me love
you do it with your kisses and small hands
with your whispers, the most beautiful verses to my ear
that a soul has written for us alone
you do it with your impulses with sounds and colors
of a child who often doesn't want to come out.