Every morning I dress You
in fruits, scents and emotions,
made of colours nobody saw.
Shades and nuances invented for us.

Every morning
with the touch of my whispers I brush you.
The arc of your eyebrows are rainbows,
thy hair through my fingers are gold

Forgetting the world i’m by You .
No matter the past or the future.
Bread freshly baked
the same and yet new every day

I wake up and dress you with smiles
of a girl running barefoot on grass.
I bath You with white shiny waves
that fears nor the storms nor the rock

Then i breath you, i stare you,
i silently admire you and moan.
Then, in your sleep
i smile

I indulge in desiring to kiss you,
with soft furtive kisses.
I daydream to sneak in Your heart
I crave it and craving says “Love”

I hold.
That’s saying “I Love You”.
Daring more would break all the magic
of the dream you have on your lips.