that romantic mania
to look for you in all the women
and not find you
to smell the fragrance of your perfume
even if you are not by my side
that romantic mania
to shudder with your embrace
although your arms do not reach me
to feel your skin under my lips
although she is only my desire
that romantic mania
of daydreaming
but leave me alone at night
to know that you exist
Even if our paths don't cross
that romantic mania
to feel the touch of your feet
but that mine feel your absence
to look for your eyes
in the eyes of all women
that romantic mania
to feel your presence in my bed
and wake up to the loneliness of the empty sheet
to miss you madly
although you have never been mine
that romantic mania
to be faithful to my search
because my desire nests in your body
to know that the us is perfect
even though it never existed
that romantic mania
not to beg for love
but long to receive yours
to seek the touch of your hands
but never find them
that romantic mania
to imagine that the union of our hands
will finally close the circle of life
to feel that the taste of your lips
will demolish the barricades of my heart
that romantic mania
to know that the union of our bodies
will reflect the meaning of the universe
to know that the air of your kisses
it will be warmth for my deep being
that romantic mania
to dream that my hands on your face
They will be the prelude to a first kiss
to understand that my best smile
will be the reflection of your beauty
that romantic mania
to know that my tired heart
will revive with our meeting
to know that even though I don't have you
I will recognize you in the brightness of your eyes
that romantic mania
to be a militant of life
in search of new springs
not to abandon my search
Although the path is uncertain
that romantic mania
to believe that one day, the least expected
finally we will meet
And above all things,
that romantic mania
to invoke you in my poetry
and let my pen imagine you