This is a love poem.
So sweet, so tender, so yours ...
It is an offering to your moments
Of fighting and of breeze and of heaven ...
I want to serve you the poetry
On a blue seashell
Or in a basket of flowers in the field.
Maybe you can understand my love.
But if this does not happen,
does not matter.
Already declared and stamped
In rows and between rows
Of this little poem,
The so famous and unexpected verse that
It will leave you amazed, surprised, perplexed ...
I love you, forgive me, I love you ... "