He is killing himself..
Living in death..
Dying every day..
Killing me!
...
A Wish!
At the dinner table!
Who can exchange
With you
Melody of forks
Music of words
How was your day?
How delicious the soup?
And pass me the salt!
I envy them
Every morning!
who have the chance
To taste your face
To drink the light
Your eyes shed
I envy them
with passion!
Who share you
The kiss of welcome
And the Farwell hold
The touch on your hair
Of I miss you
and of well done
I envy them
for you!
Who are Very close
In happiness,
sadness
And with a rose
Can tell you
what they wish
I envy them
If only the time to retreat
Or to freeze up
Would love to live in that moment
Forever