Where are you, love?

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Where are you, love?
I don't look at you,
in some flower,
or the air I breathe?
In the footprints of the road?
In some grey cloud?
Plastered on the parchment
Of the verses I wrote?
A poem for you
Is to speak in your ear
and to feel you so happy
in the kisses I ask for.
You can be in a nest
hatching the chicks
but never in oblivion
and never in another heaven.
If you live in my longings
you gladden my heart
and in my sleepless nights,
you are the light of devotion.
You are in my admiration
and in the seconds of the day,
in my sweet exclamation
and in my foolish rebellion.
You are the melancholy
that comes to me when I wake up
and suddenly the joy
that makes me love in my breast.
...Stumbles of walking,
you are the bad and the good,
you are verse in my singing
in a serene poem.
You are a drop that in the full
splashes and turns to the sky
and snuggles me in its bosom
and wraps me in its hair...
You are my peace and my jealousy
and the thirst of the spring
you are steam, you are ice,
you're water and tresses.
You are immortal love
that gives joy a name,
you are death's portal
that steals man's peace...