Nadia

If I were a translator
of my deepest feelings,
I would compose a song
to tell you what I feel,
but I don't know how to express
that your gaze is a wave,
a seascape,
with horizon and seashell.

I could tell you
that by loving you, I idolize you,
that I feel you passing
between dreams and stars.

I could confirm
that your luminous presence
has come to provoke
the outcome of the rose.

Nadia, never anyone,
my little flower,
brief as the air
around you.
Nadia, never anyone
could imagine,
that just by arriving,
changed the structure
of living, half in the dark
for the light of your tenderness
in the heart of the home.
Nadia, never anyone.

If it's about playing,
the jingle of your smile
always manages to temper
the storms of haste.

If it's about scolding,
the little stars in your eyes
can influence
to calm my anger.

From the... "once upon a time
that was a father in love",
to "it's almost ten
and this story is over",
I haven't stopped dreaming,
because I know I'm dreaming,
that this dream is reality
because you are looking at me.

Nadia, never anyone,
my little flower,
brief as the air
around you.