Happy birthday under the tree

The only few faces i missed the most
cant celebrate with me..
this is a narrow birthday on a deadline
blowing candles isnt really who I am
but they are invited anyway..sort of.
On a number of pictures, what a treasure
for a big day as is today
Curious.. along certain length of time
pictures really caption the best and the worst from people
the best and the worst in a tinny spot
held and frozen, for you to have that time always

and so I have the people, I had them...
I know they are lost, Im not grieved
they are in my pocket
that is how I should remember those folks
along the best time of my life

Some of those change in time
friends turns out into monsters
Im sure they wouldnt bother
to come into my place today

But here they are
all of them,
sort of..
In some corner, there are still
and the candles still waiting for me to blow them.

was just a dog

was just a dog, my brown caramel maltes
One crazy day you were at home,
so tinny, adventurous, powerful, original
You make everyone questioning if you were a dog for real.
It was impossible not to appeal to you
surreal fur pet, yet incredible human eyes
human in every detail

flying birds haunter
snakes killer
cows biter
stunning swimmer, runner
you chased the most strangest critures
bats, cats or gooses, ducks, and chickens


More than feeding you,
More than watching you grow
it was a life sharing

I was empty but you gave me a soul for free
you protected me against all without fear
is it possible deeper affection, deeper gratitude?
You loved me beyond sacrifice, beyond death itself
You owe a place within me, and remains there everywhere I go

We hide and felt the same fears
we faced the same enemies all the time

With you I had a soul..
I had a cloud and a sun
I had a gun and a nirvana, both.
I had a place under the stars, so much close to home
I had a window and a way of paradise

was just a dog, they said
but you sacrificed your life
with this bravery of yours
and took my place in heavens book
never really could tell anyhow
thank you.

but you were just a dog
and I had to cry in silence
berry you in the bottom of this soul you gave me
and close the window
to stop looking at the landscape without you

I miss you my friend,
No one has or will never in a tousand years
keep loving me to the end.

Breaking Bounds

This is the, how and when, our lasting friendship
passed out carved by a mortal illness
painfully failed the effort to find a cure for it
never worth it so far

I can travel back in time
shake hands with the person I was bounded
there again, one midnight dream drags me to your shore
force me to pursue and recall your memories
and then, I feel this nice feeling over and over
like a fresh waterfall falling
pine scent and vanilla around us
we look fine, balanced, as if the future is pure gold
but we dont bother to rush into it
just waiting, plenty of time, willing to stay hour after hour
just speaking along, this crystalline conversation, planning, dreaming
dreaming with the words, inside this dream
knowing your words fit my thougths so rigth
and my voice seems to fill your needs also
while the world is made of sugar cotton,
a place with tousands of doors and windows
millions of roads, places and directions
Knowing I guess, that we have each other
for all we care, we discover us, there, that power.

But your blade is there reaching for my soul
bleeding over your hands

Spring butterflies flying away,
that floor melts away,
and you turns back at me,
walking to your own sunrise,
after the future,
struggling to chase it without missing no part
suddenly, before the dark.

If I die someday

IF I die someday,
If is God willing and take the life off me,
If there is no fix,
no medicine to keep me back again
nobody awaiting for me
nobody truly in love with me
because there will be something for replacing me
and all or nothing should be enough
to keep them reminding me
my lost wont change their life forever
it will be just a change all the sudden
and they will fit secretly like they have done already

If I die, and there is a way to keep an eye over
I know I wont wish my son to suffer,
I know I wont wish my son to cry for me
to miss for me, to get weak and fragile
No, I beg the lord for mercy
To Hold On a little bit more,
Just for Him.