Questions

Who am I after all?
Who are you?

What are all those that define me?
What made me fall in love with you?

What was my deepest secret?
What was your darkest fear?

Did we really know each other?
Did we devote enough time for it?

Were you there for me?
Was I?

Were you strong enough to face the truth?
What was the truth?

Do you know?
Do I know?

Have you ever asked me?
Have I ever answered to myself?

Did you insist to know?
Was I open enough to confess?

Did I ever give you a reply?
Did you?

Was it honest or filtered?
Did we ever wondered?

Did we try to digg deeper?
Why we didn't?

Were you satisfied?
Was I complete?

Were you all I ever dreamed of?
Was I?

What was missing?
Was there anything really missing?

Did you want to ask more?
Why you didn't?

Was I curious to investigate you?
Why I didn't?

Have you changed?
Am I the same?

Do you feel complete?
Am I happy?

Who will ever answer?
Does it really matter?

Some questions are doomed 
either to stay orphans or 
to be adopted by deaf answers. 

Time smiles at life 
and she generously replies 
...if in a good mood. 

August

Sea-salt vicious invasion in my soul's burning skin

Need to escape, love, surrender to a reckless sin

Sea-shell's sweet lullaby, tender hug of precious home 

My heart's soft content, crushed cast of malleable loam

Colorful butterflies' wings tempt wind, vamp and fly

Past memories gaze at me mocking, smile and cry

Deep lakes' iced water refresh my restive mind

Impetuous waterfalls heal fresh scars still blind

Blue brushes paint vigorously both furious sea and sky

White foam spreads on hasty clouds, undress and purify

Rare wild universe shine, speak my secret nature's word

Primitive instincts flood, match my ancient roots' cord

Drunk blinking, eyelashes' alluring dance on cold air

Mind fight to wash out jewels of a lost love-storm affair

Weird fairies, nymphs and dragonflies on giant mythic stones

My soul’s hardness, strict dictator of my heart's heavy bones

Nature’s harmonic balance with human functions peak

Salty liquids, odious visitors of my empty eyes' leak

Sun flirts with spirits, embrace shadows, cheat and charm

Summer dies in my heart; August sunrays sting and harm

The cold lake’s whisper 
echoed in my ears

Reminded me deserted stories, 
erased my fears.

Forget the past, the voice said,
live as a newborn
Let waterfalls clean your soul
dark always dissolve in the morn.