Still Waiting for You

The time is running out

among the days not included in the calendar

it rains with sadness and with a bitter taste

I look in the direction of hope

I watch until eyes betray me

and I see the woman's figure

then I try to understand

if I saw you with my eyes or my thoughts

I start asking myself questions

if you existed

or you will appear from the sea

or from a story written by me

I am burning slowly in loneliness

and secretly I am creating a ring

made of rock dust

sadness from chipped shells

traces of snails and coral

so I am here

on an atoll

and I am waiting for you

to offer you the ring