I love your smile
That comes from far as a surprise.
I cherish your muscles
Standing behind me with no doubt.
I have your free words
In the hungry heart of a youngster
I hold your hand tight
Even when your ideas are somewhere else.
Days and years in and out of the lab
Are now a story and a small contribution
To a vivid community
Scientists share and compete
Building a library and a better world.
Like honey and lemon
On my wounds
You protect and punish
My spontaneity and openness
To this world of fake smiles.
I hold you in days of storm
And give you my blanket in days of consolation,
Addicted as I am to your honey.
Trust as a medal pinned to the chest
To symbolize the hardest of the conquests.
A selection of persons
Worth a clean intention
And a clear will.
Those who choose the straight path in the field
That nobody is walking
And make a new path for all.
Those who taste spicy food
With trepidation and a laugh bursts.
Those who don’t talk
But tell the must important story.
Those who live far
But are always with me.