Hope
In the cold night
blind man
sleep on doorstep of his home and
never knew
one more step left
to home
I want that
Have you ever sailed across an ocean?
On a sailboat surrounded by sea with no land in sight?
Without even the possibility of sighting land for days to come?
To stand at the helm of your destiny…
I want that
I want an ice cream in the warmth of Italian summer.
I want a bottle of wine, and then another.
I want to stand on summits and feel the sun on my face for as long as I can.
I want to sit in the garden and read one more good book.
I want the warmth of your body in a cool set of sheets.
One cozy night of jazz, me and you.
Most of all
I want to sleep, I want to sleep like I slept when I was a boy.
Just… one more time.
That’s why I won’t allow this cruel life get the best of me…
Let alone the last of me.