sometimes it happens to forget
how you look at the sun
without pain and passion


the sky catches the shoulders
hugging you so stronger
therefore your bones are cracking
as heart desire without echo


you cannot anymore guess
in the unborn leaves
on the rain branches
because is nobody to teach you
the letters as dream nervures


and the broken shadows
dance as the smoke
on the memories pieces
in the insupportable silence
between you and yourself


at the end of one thought
you would sit down to drink a coffee
and putting in a lemon drop
for lucidity