When you fall in love
you cover yourself with glory with borrowed clothes,
you steal poems you say they are yours
and you keep the love letters in boxes.
When you fall in love
a honeymoon you want every minute
and the distractions that are also yours
and you wrap jealousy with a cellophane.
Those who love kisses
one by one, if there are spies
of one hundred in a hundred if you do not look at them
more than the sky.
Those who love send messages
in radio programs
or in the bark of some tree
of your street.
Those who love each other, those who love each other, those who love each other ...
When you fall in love
it is not enough to go hand in hand,
not enough hands for hugs,
and even on the phone you love.
Those who love kisses
one by one, if there are spies
of one hundred in a hundred if you do not look at them
more than the sky.
Those who love send messages
in radio programs
or in the bark of some tree
of your street.
They even eat love,
with the paint of the lips,
or in some solitary bank,
of a place in life.
Those who love each other kiss each other ......
Only among all we can make this a better place :)