The thought is far away…
I touch every whisper.....
and I listen to the voice of your footprints
there’s a smile waiting for me
beyond the shadows

what a mystery opens
in each port de bras…
in your steps…

in your eyes
light dances.........
and silver
wings are reflected…

it’s late…....
the night fell on my heart.....
but..... I heard your voice ......
I feel the touch of your eyes
and I rise luminously from the depth.....waiting for you...for your footsprints in my life.....