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Dad's scare

If you've seen one of those scary movies that are done today that can make a onion feel goosebumps, and you returned home in the dark because of a blackout with a storm in the dead of night, you will agree you'll have fear. No matter how brave one is with the light of a match, anything can produce you the barber shiver, which is that kind of Siberian cold that goes from the crown to the heels.
 
It happened to me after seeing the preview of a movie, that if I ever imagine not even your father will see it. It was four in the morning, the street with no lights, me with the matches going upstairs and shadows everywhere. Finally I get home and the trouble began. I open the door and there! A guy waiting for me. Come on, I say he must be waiting for me because if not... what is going to do someone in front of the door. I light another match waiting for the blow and cleared up: it was the coat that was hanging.
 
I go to the kitchen almost blindly and before getting in I hear a whisper. I remained dumbfounded, I stand still to hear better and the whisper goes on and I say 'This is it. Not in the door, but there is someone here.' I hear again and since wasn't going to be like this all night long, I light another match and I sigh in relief. What seemed to be a whisper, was nothing but the cat licking a fish bone. That's when I started to realize that it wasn't a guy nor anything. I was letting myself get impressed by the movie and I thought to myself 'If I keep going like this I'll become hysteric. Who said fear?'
 
I walk by the aisle with my match in the hand, when suddenly I step on something soft and sticky. I remember the movie again and say to myself 'Blood. I'm stepping on blood. Oh, my god!' 'But boy, blood from where?' I said to myself. I bring the match closer and cleared up: Play dough. Play dough of the kid who left it on the floor and I was stepping it. Nothing son, the movie was giving me the night
 
But the end of the thing... it was when I was about to fall asleep with the whole room in the dark, I hear footsteps. Now there was no hoax. Sound of soft footsteps and breathing and getting closer and closer, and to this a hand starts to touch my feet and then the knees and I say 'That's it. It's the movie's murderer who came out of the screen and after killing 14 people said 'I'm gonna finish the night with my buddy Pepe'', Look, I couldn't help it. I started screaming (because men also scream in the appropriate moment), nervously I switch on the lighter... and I see my little son with the disarranged hair, one eye open and one eye closed for the sleep and saying 'Dad, poop'. I stare at him and say 'Of course son, you said it. Dad, poop'
 


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Falling More in Love with You





Thank you for always being you
Who with much patience understands
My difficult moments
So many of which you are not to blame
And that I inadvertently cannot avoid
 

Thank you for always being like that
Sharing your days with me
Loving and romantic
Putting so much joy into things
Telling me, love, that my life is your life
 

Falling more in love with you
Every minute, every moment
Falling more in love
Those two kisses that you give me
After the loving
After the many times that I have slept in your arms
You look at me and tell me
I love only you
Falling in love together
And when you are not here
I really do not know what to do
 

Thank you for always being like that
A companion and lover that is
Loving and romantic
That always gives me another opportunity
For me to understand that I have to change
 

Falling more in love with you
Every minute, every moment
Falling even more in love
Today I promise to truly put my heart
Into everything that I do
Because you and I
Must understand each another,
Truly love each another
 

Falling more in love with you
Time goes by and I
Love you more each day
 


14.03.2025

The day starts





The day starts for me and her at the same time early in the morning
I'm already there, at her house, and soon she's stepping out.
 

It's bright, she's hurries, walks to the tram, I join.
 

She doesn't see me at all. She reads a book, it's a romantic novel.
 

Accidentally I bump her toes with my foot.
I say 'please excuse me', then she whispers 'please' and nothing else.
 

And she doesn't look at me, she reads the novel.
 

This has been going on for weeks. How will I ever get lucky again?
 

The ride back has to be different, I take my chances, I invite her: 'Reality', so I start, 'will be better than your novel, my lady. Put the book away and become mine.'
 

Then the tram came, she read her book, it was the same novel. But as the tram rolled in everything I wanted to say, what I had planned got under the wheels. And she didn't look at me, she read the novel.
 

(1971)
 


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Empty space





I guess I didn't know at the time that I was lonely
That after a while it'll pierce my heart
When even the familiar air becomes murky
When even cruel love turns its back on you
 

An empty space in the corner of my heart
That can neither be filled nor replaced
 

Empty space
There's a hole
The pain that only grows
Please come back to me come back
 

Empty space
Emotions that can't be fulfilled
Alone anymore
Please come back to me
Come back to me
 

I don't even have any regrets anymore
When even the promised love turns its back on you
 

An empty space in the corner of my heart
That can neither be filled nor replaced
 

Empty space
There's a hole
The pain that only grows
Please come back to me come back
 

Empty space
Feelings that can't be fulfilled
Alone anymore
Please come back to me come back
 


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Come and play with me





Come and play with me
The game of love
How it'll be with us one day
Come and play with me
The old game of love
Of tenderness
And the game of fortune
And of sorrow
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What will you hate me for?
And when will you
Let me walk away from you?
Are we loyal to eachother, again and again?
 

I often think about
What will be
When it's not spring anymore
Will love last or not?
When we know
How one feels
When one doesn't play
This game anymore
When one lives it
Will it all be over
Will it just start?
What will we cry about
What will we cry about?
Life will be,
What we make it.
 

I often think about
What will be
When it's not spring anymore
Will love last or not?
When we know
How one feels
When one doesn't play
This game anymore
When one lives it
Will it all be over
Will it just start?
What will we cry about
What will we cry about?
Life will be,
What we make it.