I like when you’re silent
I like when you’re silent, because,you are like absent
you listen from afar, and my voice does not touch you.
It seems that your eyes are flown away
and that a kiss has closed your the mouth.
Since all things are full of my soul
you emerge from the things, filled of my soul.
Butterfly dream, you resembles to my soul,
and resembles to the word “melancholy”.
I like it when you’re silent and distant.
And like if you complaining, butterfly cooing
And you listen from afar, and my voice does not reach you:
let me that the my silence, is the my talking to you
Let me also i talk with your silence
clear as a lamp, simple as a ring.
You are like the night, silent and proud
Of star is your silence ,so distant and simple.
I like you’re silent because you’re like absent.
Distant and painful, as if I were dead.
Then a word, a smile , is enough.
And I’m happy, happy that it is not.