Cartago Incendiary

I Am

I am the air that caresses your hair, 
the sun beam that creeps through your roller blinds, fair, 
to kiss your face and tickle your nose. 
I'm the smell of a blooming rose. 

I am the cuckoo that calls for you,
the full moon that looks at his dreams come true,
that charms your skin when you lie in your bed.
I'm the fulfilling of the color red.

I am the painting of Marc Chagall
that hangs so nice on your kitchen wall.
I'm here to be a joy for your eyes.
I am a good advice.

I am the rain that eases your pain,
the comfort blanket that keeps you in the vein
for a brand new love so tender and true.
I am your "I love you".