I Reach For You

They are things of love…

Sometimes we win and the sky opens …

we love and we feel loved and we live the ecstasy of happiness ….

unlimited…

without time….

without space…..

Many others, … we lose …

and we only have one company left ….

an unfathomable emptiness in the soul …

an eternal despair ..

However, there are times that she, my beloved, would like to get lost in the nebulae of life,

…. “I’m coming for you, my darling …!” I say, invaded with anxiety …

… “Come, give me your hand and let’s continue together, I do not want to lose myself or lose you …” reassures me ..

… I look her straight in the eyes and I feel her being surrendered and I know that violins and white butterflies will come soon ..