Look Poem by Lucia Stefanovici

I look in your eyes and
I feel your purity.
All the oceans of the world
and the whole sky
were stabbed deep in your soul.
I look at the fourty nine sunsets
and your sadness
as a great mystery.
And your smile when you tell me about
your flower and
your slight concearn
when it comes about
your dear sheep.
You came from the sky,
my Little Prince,
just like my son.
Just like him you were on
so many planets.
Like you he was into hell
when he was raped.
But he still keeps
a piece of heaven
hidden under the shadows.
Maybe this is the reason why
when I look in your eyes
you give me a smile.
You are you.
You are my son.