My heart. A diamondMy heart is like a diamond,It has multiple facets,In one,I can see myself,In the other,I see a lover,Undoubtedly lost,Or in becoming,I also see friends,Always there.I still see many other things,All that I feel.All that I live,Is recorded.Like the face of the Moon,All the sides are not lit,Each one its turn,Some more than of others,Their positions are not important,Several light sources light them.Like the Earth,My sun makes me grow,And open out my heart,No part really died,Even without sun in years.It can narrow,Or increase,Implode of pain,Or explode of joy,It's all me.
A little bit of youA little bit of you:You give a little bit of you everywhere,When you look at someone,When you share,When you enjoy ,Being with that someone.You're special,Like everyone,But each one his own way.You're clumsy,That's your trademark,That makes you lovely,We always have to look out for you.Did you cut yourself?Did you forget your food?Did you bring your head?Did you trip on your own feet?The list is endless,But each time you hurt yourself,You give a little bit of you,To someone that healed you,To someone that helped you,To someone that caught you when you were falling.You might be clumsy,You might be a day dreamer,You might be unconsidered,But I think you're a very special one.You draw beautifuly,You look out for others before yourself,You're nice and funny,You have an enormous heart,You're pretty.So continue to be like that,Continue to be yourself,Continue to give a little bit to everyone,As these bits are the most cherished.
MusicMusic:O music,You soften the manners,With you,Its enough to close the eyes and be carried by your soft and subtle touch,Everyone can appreciate you,But everyone cannot like that give up body and heart for you and listen only to your voice,The messages you pass are much softer,That if they were pronounced by the most beautiful voice,You are uncultural,Timeless,Eternal,O music,I sing you in this day when your notes bring a joy and an emotion able to write a thousand words,I sing your praises,Even without pronouncing a single sound you can make yourself understand ,Do, Ré, Mi, Fa, Sol, Là, Si, DoAre your weapons to alleviate the tormented hearts,I shout you your gloryO music.
I wantI want:I want to again see you laughing and smiling.I want you to tell me I love you.I want you to tell me all the things you never told me.I want to hold you in my arms.I want to feel your odour.I want to taste your lips again.I want you to forgive me.I want you to trust me.I want to be your half.I want to forget your defects.I want to forget all the horrible things we said.I want you to be in my dreams.I want you to tell me about you.I want to never again dispute me with you.I want it to be like before.Over all these desires,I simply want you to be happy.
My museWho gives me all these words,Who entrusts all her pains to me,I dedicate this continuation of words to you,Noble,You transformed them,Far,Very far across the horizon,You didnt know it,Now I show it to you,Thanks to this point which ravels,I can bring more now to my thoughts,However all this would not be possible,Without all that we say, tell, entrust.You bring the ideas to me,I make sentences of them,You are the author,I am only the writer.For still a long time I hope,You will give me the light,To write these clear things,Who fill the paper,As soon as an idea is born,Of these brains and these mouths,Who touch each one of us.
The fly offAn outlineA shadeIt's happiness in doseEnough to kill meEnough to revive meI died,Of love.She,From a smile,From a voice,Words,She lives for love,I only live for her.Together we form a coupleWe were lower than ground.Now we embraceThen using our two joint wingsWe fly away towards always blue skies.Blue like her eyes,That I do not cease fixing.Nothing else matters,During the rise,If we let go,We will fall,We will die,We will come one,Each.That won't happenOnce on the highest skies,We will remain there,We will live there,We will not die.
Sitting on a cloudSitting on a cloudI think,I travel,I look,I observe,The blue sky,The blue Earth.Then I think again,To this beautiful blue,Colour of its eyes,Colour of the ocean,Filled with tears,Like drops,Fallen from my cloud.I travel,On the top of its head,Impassive white,It's neutral and calm,Storm black,It's the anger which dominates,Candy pink,It's the love which is in the wind.I look at,This supreme beauty,This woman's body,This new born life,This new formed cloud,It's a new beginning.I observe,Discreetly,Conscientiously,I note,I register,These small things,Who makes life.
To lulliToday I dreamed that,We met,We spoke to each other,We left,Eyes in the eyes,The meeting of a tear and a star,Then to hug one against the other,We whispered to the other,Only words full with tenderness,Only words which alleviate,Only words which cure,Then after this day,We never left,Never left our glance,Never left our thoughts,Never left our hearts,Because for me your smile,Is the most beautiful of all wonders,I still want to see it,Take shape on your face.Be this speech heard across the skies,And thus be able to return to you happy.
A glanceA glance,An exchange,A dive,Into your round eyes,Go through your body,Feel something strong,Then have this blinding flash which,At this time you know,That you have just looked,In the soul of another,Girl in this case,Boy maybe for other ones,Eyes in the eyes,It's a communion,Nothing around counts anymore,Nobody is present anymore,As long as the contact is present,Then go away,The eyes which looked at you,Went for a ballad,Went in orbit,To turn around the world,Before falling down,Like a meteorite,In the eyes of somebody,To show him your intentions.