You are as fascinating as the night sky.
Each turn of your head is wonderment
and mystery, like the light a cold star
piercing the deep dark mantle.
With each glance a new question, and not even
the rising moon knows the depths of your soul.
I see melancholy and passion,
and the weight of existence perched
upon your shoulder like a restless guardian.
I wish you would rest your head,
for the labyrinth in it sometimes
is heavier than you can take – and I can see.
Let me bear some.
Love is but a feather, and I will carry it
like a beacon, unrelenting
and ever bright for you.
- Carolina Garofani