He got tired of waiting for him
and fell asleep at the edge of the three
I had in front of her
that empty chair
It was probably the first time
the fire went out
in a white silence
the sun kissed his forehead and woke up.
Who would have stolen his heart
Who would have spoiled him
Where would the night have gone?
Who would have kissed him
Who will have prepared the coffee today
Who will have awakened him
Who will have caressed your back
Who will have loved him?
The morning started and on the clock
it was almost ten
she listened to his footsteps
climbing the stairs
and dressed in pride
Not to cry,
he was silent,
he looked her in the eyes
I stroke his hands,
He conquered it.
Who would have stolen his heart
Who would have spoiled him
Where would the night have gone?
Who would have kissed him
Who will have prepared the coffee today
Who will have awakened him
Who will have caressed your back
Who will have loved him?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)