I LOVE YOU
I don’t know you, woman, but I love you!
I ask myself
who it is that I really love.
The truth is
that I don’t have a woman
to love.
All I have is solitude.
All I have is my shadow.
All I have is my cancer.
All I have are my dreams.
All I have are my poems.
In my mind I repeat
I love you.
Je t’aime.
Ti volio bene.
I love you.
I feel shame and tears
roll down from my eyes.
They fall onto Mother Earth’s breast,
mixing and fertilizing
hope for a new love.
I don’t know you, woman, but I love you!
Translation by:
Monique James & Belkis Possamai