Tati (part. 7)

At the root of my thoughts I draw you, Tatiana
Every word bears your form, every sigh is your silent name
I stay on the shore, without crossing the river
Without knowing if the water will burn with your heat, or will be icy and distant

Your eyes are my refuge and my condemnation
When I look at you, something in me awakens and another part dies
As if we were two worlds that could never touch

Your steps, distant, become distance
And that distance is the poem that I always kept secret

What I feel for you is a deep sea
Sometimes serene, sometimes stormy
And in each wave, my soul is lost and rises
Without knowing if I am the same or just an echo of what we were

Today I find myself in front of you
Like a blind navigator looking at the horizon
Without knowing if the port exists or is a mirage of my hope

I don't know if this love will be just a fleeting flame or an eternal fire
Whether my voice will one day be the one that calmed your nights, or will be lost in oblivion

I have told you in silence everything I cannot write
My shy lips, my empty hands
I'd like to embrace your memories, but I'm afraid of breaking them like glass in my fingers

I fear myself and what I cannot understand
And if this remains in silence, in what I did not know how to say
I leave you my soul naked in this verse
A flower not given, a whisper that dissolves into nothingness

Love is measured in presence and absence
In what we were and what never happened
Maybe we are just two souls getting lost in the wind
Without knowing if destiny brought us together or just decided to separate us forever