The love out there Waves and giggles like a child In my direction. Am I too old for success? Am I too workaholic too be hugged? I am balanced In this work-life edge. Advertisements
Love is green And grows unattended Between your pinky toes. Soft and flexible You do not notice it Still enjoy its silent support. Years have passed Studies have been completed, Or only new?
Eyes that question And smile that hugs me, I cannot avoid you. Tired of everything, I will search for you And rejoice of the present.
Few days are left To tell the story of the little protein That from an egg ended up in the pharmacy And into my throat. Small miracle of evolution, I admire you And love you For your stubbornness and generosity.
My stomach jumps When you positively appear and stare at me in the trembling chair. The laughter is uncontrollable And a new movie is being directed in my head, Not only protagonists but explorers.
I see you love me, science, Through your perfect curves and colourful graphs In which support is screamed About my brave ideas. I read you love me not When the night falls On me alone in the lab Chasing in a round The long awaited answer.
Dreaming at any time of the day Opens a window in a stale room Filled with old ideas and conservatives. The struggle to plan the future Is amplified at each step By the stories and free advices Of those Who had little to explore in their days But care and are afraid Now.
Your caring surprises me Today like every day When I swim hard to float And your love lifts me In a second. I hug you nonstop And project my wishful thinking For a future for two Sprinkled with serious excitement And old beginnings.
What makes my stomach Contract and resist To the ongoing drama Is apparent. What will fill it with butterflies With the energy of a laser Is dear And coming after work.
Wine is in my hands On a Friday with rain And my heart jumps of joy. Love and company, Foods and future, Plans and relaxation, Joy is when the opposites meet.