Nothing belonged to me I walked not knowing where Nothing had value or name The world belong to the air
I met myself in ashy rooms
Tunnels habited by the moon Airport corridors with crude farewells Deserted lands with infertile places Beaches with insisting questions Written on their sandy edges Cliffs calling, luring, persistent Every minute of my existence I did not know how to say no
Everything seemed empty
Falling, abandoned, decadent Everything was inalienable, foreign Everything was no one’s or some else’s Everything was silent, dying and mute Until you arrived, giving, loving, caring Making your presence so current, so present Filling my eyes with colours and smiles Giving my thirsty spirit a drink Giving my soul a chance, my heart a life And giving me hope in my autumn time