in front of your skin I have talent
in front of your mouth I have words
the syllables melt on the taste of your kiss…

and how do I stand by the moon that gets angry in your eyes
when you slap me with a drop of human indifference!
sometimes…

I love you like a fallen in front of the wicked chest
because it`s yelling of feeling
because it`s kicking the ribs carcass…

I go towards you even if I am blind,
hit and wronged by the obsessed,
in all this world…