My struggle is harsh and I come back with eyes tired at times from having seen the unchanging earth, but when your laughter enters it rises to the sky seeking me and it opens for me all the doors of life.
Take bread away from me, if you wish, take air away, but do not take from me your laughter.
Everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me.
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.