there is no me.
there is no you.
that early last-year snow
has covered all our
future traces.
your hands are shaking
spilling up
small words
which are bouncing from the low sky
hitting really really
deep
we are hugged by
autumn wind and
yellow leaves
it is nice only in the dawn
while birds are sleeping
by a touch
of a little mouse that would
eagle want-to-become
one day
who knows
you are awakening only sadness
wasting it over
endless fields
of my fertility
of course that it will grow
if one love could
become proud in order
love to become
why wouldn't now
decompose
all these atoms of fractals
all these light years
games that we played
why not
who is going to say
that different would be better
we do not know about ourselves or others
nothing
and it seems to us just sometimes
that we have found some golden wire and followed it
and then we are wondering
where from, suddenly, silver frost
and graves
by the road.................
if this morning
for the last time sew for you
the shoes of dreams
with which you'll silently hug
endless fogs of disappearings
my shadow will follow you
to protect you if necessary
and to make you smile if
ever sorrow fly over
your beautiful face
it is not regret
what I am telling you now
it is not desire
which bothers me in long night hours
which I am counting within the furrows of the brain
it is not the memory
on your lips
and on your touch
it is just
one butterfly flew out of the darkness of the larvae
free-ed from the staples and cramps which
bounded him too long
to an invisible chain of his
forgotting-ness of it
true self
these are just notes
of the melody which my heart is singing
for the first time in life
thankful and wounded
at the same time
it is only anxiety
that I will love you long long
even when I forget
towards which side you have gone
and when I could find you
only if
I look for you inside me
peace is filling my hands
every single cell of my
weightless body
endless lobbies of my
invisible spreadings
lips
soft beacuse of
touches of your
etheric kisses
gifts that you are sending to me
in your thoughts
in your dreams
in your
rippled attempts
to comprehend
these wings that are carrying me
through the dark blue starry storms
I am wishing to you
and I wish you
told without voice
tailoring of the model by which you could
find me when I am not there
love blue and red
that is running down the aorta's with
every beat
of the heart
your sighs that are echoing
across this sky
I hear you.
and I breath peacfully, totally peacfully
I am receiving you as the ocean is receiving
the river with all its memories
I will degrade you only in order to
recreate you again
in that what you are yearning for
and that moment is not far
although the eons can pass by, but
who still cares about the time
in this instant that so gently is chaining us
into infinity...
Lavinia (pronounced as Lafin) 
Amaldi (pronounced as Amald)
I am kissing you.
with my invisible lips wrapped around your dreams
your shiverings in the dawn
that only I can feel
I am carressing your eyelids with kisses small and unreal like
a snowflake on the palm
I am blotting the smell of your skin
childlike gentle
nurtured
manlike
I open my soul
I am opening the box of my forgotten hopes
spilled over the carpet by which
you are comming
I feel how you glide
into my body
how your energy is
fulfilling me completely
with no resistance
the power of gravity
layed once again
its role of ebb and tide
there is no rescue there
it simply is,
like that
I am opening the palms
and from them are flying out all these
omens
that you dared
to wish to make
yours
dangerous games
we both love
I do not speak
I am just silent
here and now
beside you
and your reflection in
me.........
