Who says that you are not?

Dedicated to who could hear but do not want
And who longs to hear but can not ...

Who says that you are not,
If the caress of the breeze looks like your skin ...

Who says that you are not,
If the sharp orange sun of these days
Imits the delicate glow of your warm laughter ...

Who says that you are not,
If the remote noise that fills the atmosphere
Takes the tone of your fresh voice ...

Who says that you are not,
If each thing,
each thing,
Has something yours ...

Who says that you are not,
If, ironically,
I have something from you ...

Diego A. Marino