LOVE IN THE AFTERNOON

A poem from Isolation

One afternoon, Love came to me

in the darkroom,

in the darkest hours of the world.

Love asked me how I was,

if I was still alive,

if there was still something left of me

And it gave me to drink,

And it gave me to eat,

trying to understand what I needed the most.

Love itself, in silence

and almost without making any noise,

has visited my heart

in the dusty hours of terrible loneliness.

Love came to me

in the drowned, tender and hopeless world

where my heart hides away

sometimes,

sometimes.

I’m tired, feeling like living in a prison, somewhere on a strange Sun

I was born 1000 years ago

and still living on a strange Sun

with people and things I don’t recognize,

they aren’t part of me.

Love tried to understand what I needed the most,

and didn’t realize it was

Love.

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