Senses

If don't know myself,

Who will know me better ?

It is such a strange question

 I don't even believe in it

No, I have to forget it

The answer it is not true at all

You look at me like a mirror in the roof

Waiting for the moonlight

Where the cats are meowing

Bursting their echoes in the hidden caves 

In the ocean

Does it come to you? Could you hear it?

Close the two doors of the soul and listen slowly to me,

Let the blue melody come into the loneliness

I know you are near, nearer from my voice

Follow the signals

Fill  the path with the tears

Build your base

Don’t wait only for me

I am used to sleeping in the dark

I will be there soon

I hope I will be there

I see blurred lines in your poetry

But it doesn't mean something to me