presence No matter what you do not have, no matter what you do not see. Before you embraced, first I watched, I tried it all, you I wanted a whole. Today I do not ask for more, no hands or eyes, the latest evidence.
next to abide ask before you, so close to me, yes, yes, but out there. And I was content to
feel your hands gave me your hands, which to my eyes
presenza.Quello assured that I ask now is
more, much more, to kiss or look at it is that you are more
near me, dentro.Come the wind is invisible, while giving it his life to the light candela.Come
is quiet, fixed, immobile, acting as a center
not waver
never flickering flame trema.Come body is the star, present and secure, no voice and no touch, in the heart open, peaceful, the lago.Quello
you ask is that you only and soul of my soul ,
blood of my blood in the veins . 'you're like me in
the
that my heart will ever see
, and will touch
whose beats
not never get tired of me my life until such time morirò.Come the skeleton, the secret
depths of my being, that
I only see the ground, however, that in
life is what you
charge of supporting my weight, meat and dream of joy and pain mysteriously without
that there are eyes that never vedano.Quello
that we ask is that body reaction temporary absence , is not for us
forgetfulness or escape, or lack, but it's for me
possession total of 'soul away, eternal presence. Pedro Salinas
