Sunday 18 December 2011


My greatest gift

You're not here when I cry, but I feel a hand sheltering my tears
My laughter seem to have company, even when I look around and the room is empty
In the dark, at night, 
I see a flash - it is you who light my heart
I've climbed the highest mountain, but even there I heard
I've hid in the deepest pit, and there you made a point to go to pick me up
When the wind hits my face, brings his love
When the sun brightens my day, 
it brings her joy
The whole nature seems a painting
Framed painting with his presence
Colors, love, feelings and pains
Even not being here, you can make me smile
Smells, spices, situations, disappointments
Everything I experience brings me to you
Person often without silhouette
Faceless person
Imaginary person smile
But the real feeling
Person without a body
But a huge heart
Heart of virtuality that takes you to my reality
And what makes you, who do not know, 
my greatest gift.

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