If only for a few seconds, discovering the child within is a great experience
we cross the street, quickly, cars run
always the wrong direction
we hold hands, running
holding hands feels like saving our lifes
I look at Roberto, I look into his eyes
as he speaks about an exam he has to pass
or beer...
I wonder what it is
I feel the father in him, I feel the child in me
I wonder what it is
when we sit on a sofa in this hippie bar and he borrows me his cellphone
smiling, goodness of the whole universe in his face
I feel a good father in him
It is raining heavily, we walk fast
to catch the bus
I look at Roberto, he watches his way
not realising I´m observing him
I do it very discreetly
seems like he´s thinking about somebody else
I ask him when he leaves the city
in two-weeks time
he´ll be gone
maybe he is just another magic
passer-by
Komentáre
Yeah
You are good poet in English
You surprised me
:))))
I met Her
She met Me
and ...... you know what I mean :))))
fiiha:)
Pri mojej chabej inglis som snad pochopila podstatne...
I ja by som chcela zazit
"I feel a good father in him"
eneko
hanka
ale myslím, že si aj navzdory ANJ pochopila :)