A WISH TO THE FIRST STAR

Money?... Yes, money. Always willed.
But with the feeling of a duty fulfilled.

Happiness?... Yes, happiness. Please, God, my daddy.
But in a shared way, where everyone is happy.

Friendship?... Yes, friendship. Without dominion.
But the kind of relationship with firmness of opinion.

Without flattery. With lots of discussion.
No feeling of prejudice or conclusion.

Love?... Yes, love. Each other next.
The kind that waters the soul, first context.
With a desire for peace after sex.

Family?... Yes, of course, yes. A great family.
A source of water, an iron support. Super family.
Foundation, solidity, shoulder to lean on happily.

Woman?... Yes, woman. No life without the woman.
Like mine, who hides me, comfort me, my woman
Protec me from unattainable desires with her gentleness.
This so lovely, beauty, full of caress, my woman.

Peace?... Yes. The kind that makes you kick bottle caps.
All around while walking by the streets with no traps.

Having enough time to memorize beautiful poems.
Singing hymns and whistling songs, declaiming poems.

And then, quietly in a corner, think of nothing.
Just enjoying life passing by, thinking about nothing.
Oh, yes, quietly in a corner and think of nothing.
Nothing, nothing… Just enjoying life passing.