A Waltz For Zizi Poems

Growing alone
in a room with only one window
where I could see the sun
only at sunset,
...

They said that I was born dead
and only after
they threatened me with a gun
I started breathing.
...

I failed to make love to her
on my first pages
and the saddest part
is that she was not
...

The messages
that I put in bottles
and leave at your door,
pay them no attention.
...

I wish that
I wouldn't need to wake up
to see you...
so much time is lost sleeping,
...

Because you do not measure love
in kilograms
like my old muse,
because you are free
...

Because of my poems,
people think
that you are beautiful,
but
...

People say
that I am a fast learner,
but I cannot brag
with your merits.
...

Please don't look
beyond my eyes,
my feelings
are still here
...

Be courageous when her lips are lonely
and the wind pushes her shadow
into your shadow, and you
catch a glimpse of how it is
...