poetry of her heart written in his eyes

magical love

I believe in energy. I believe in synchronised energies between people. When the energies of two people are synchronised is when their colours match. It is not necessarily about having the same interests and opinions. No. It is about the colours of both souls which match, because both feel the melody of the waves of the ocean, both feel the smell of the sand after it rains, both see the colours of the rainbow, both dance the same rhythm of life. These lyrics are dedicated to a great friend of mine – they express warm feelings about a real friendship.

drops of water
blub blub
floatin’ on leaves
creatin’ the colours of autumn
a story
visible in red
sensed through a melody
that’s strokin’ her skin
and deepenin’ his profound eyes
the soul of the leaf
is the story of her heart.

From the window
watch outside
empty streets
listen: tick tick tick
it’s the rain
water crying from the sky
a scream of the earth.

…then the melody of the wind
a light philosophy
a rhythmic sensation
a moment of life
fillin’ her heart
and givin’ it light.

Two souls
walkin’ the same path
they meet
and see…the colours
of a rainbow…written deep in their souls
knowin’ today will never end
It’s the wisdom of the mountains.
Melody of the breeze
Synchronized and harmonized
It’s the magic of the heart
the story carried by the autumn leaf
and written in his black eyes.

He’s playin’ the guitar
“Are you sad” asks the girl.
“No, just feelin’…” he replies.
Immersed into the melody
lost in his dark eyes
the girl continues the story of his life…
– poetry of her heart
carved in his eyes.


gypsy eyes


This poem is dedicated to a dear soul I deeply love
and the magic he creates in my heart…when feeling, singing, playing his guitar…his music is an infinite breath of magical art!
The breeze caresses me
giving me the sense to be
you pass by
it is like a lullaby
You say “Hi”
I sense it is never gonna be a good bye
only an endless cry of emotions that fly
over the limit of the dark blue sky.

Our eyes cross
and I let go of the loss
incarnated in my heart
had no way to start
without you leading me to a chart
of living musical art
that’s where I put all I had a part.

Gypsy eyes! Gypsy eyes!
You weep off the ice and embrace me
how nice!

This feeling of warmth on a cold summer day
is the poetry of every day
wait till it’s May, then we can stay…
and our hearts won’t need to pay
cuz it can simply go its way…
towards infinity
through inner calamity
the colours of our souls celebrate immortality.

Gypsy eyes! Gypsy eyes!
So deep.
I can’t sleep…
Gazing moonlight
touching my soul by candlelight so deep inside
eliminating my fright
taking me on an endless flight where the dark night lightens up
like the hot flames of a fire
showing me the story of the dream to admire.

Hand by hand
we land and understand that
what was planned is the manifestation of an eternal poetic end.
Ecstasy of love.
Words which flow soundless
guiding me to a place
where I gaze at the water by the river
and I feel the shiver
Gypsy eyes transforming silver
filling my heart with glimmer.
Gypsy eyes! Gypsy eyes!
Taking my heart in your hands and kissing it till the end…
Poetry in a soul kissing me in the flow…