For you... troubadour

Oh troubadour of words, my beloved poet,
In your melodious voice I find my bohemia.
You are the light that shines in my dark night,
the eternal dream that my pure soul caresses.

In every verse of yours I find the truth,
the overflowing passion of your gaze
that invites me to fly through the dreamed skies,
where our hearts are intertwined.

Your words...