All by ourselves
We were headed, headed out,
We were going in a direction.
No tricks or intrigue.
It was a nice day to hitchhike..
Dozen of treads, all going the same direction.
We waited for our hitch.
There were train tracks
And a fog-blacked lake,
Beauty in its autumn slippers
Approached us by degrees
On the gravel path.
We were hitching a ride out.
Paolo Driussi.
Do you look right through me?
I like the dust you sweep
Under the rug
Keeping me a secret
Secrets start upon the lips,
Then travel to another's ear,
Be careful though, if it slips,
Because secrets can cause fear.
Sometimes impossible to keep,
They leave you restless and dry,
But the curiosity burns with remorse.
Sooner or later you will tell.
Paolo Driussi
Walking
My dearest Friend, do you remember me?
I walked beside you in all my being
And startled your gaze against the sun.
You must be older now in the counting years.
Do you remember?
We walked together for long hours
With clammy hands in all the beauty of sight.
Beat the wink
And know we'll meet again someday.
I've been busy, but I hope you still feel the heat.
Paolo Driussi
In the attic
You came
you sat with me
The wooden floor was creaky,
The window was sealed
Stained by the rain
Of the night before.
A forgotten pain
Recurring
But I’m here.
I will always be here.
Won't you come back?
Paolo Driussi
Solitary Man
Lost in my thoughts, what can I say?
I assumed happiness would appear.
Am I delusional?
Nothing comes so easily, nothing.
Maybe tomorrow, the next day or the next
I lost myself; I lost everything I thought I knew
I stopped blaming them and blamed it on you.
Delusions was the lock and patience was the key,
It all took time; now those delusions are set free.
Paolo Driussi.
That sudden summer shower
Her eyes are so plain
Yet hides in them many tales of pain.
He tried his best to get under her sight
But gone are all his efforts in vain
Then came to his rescue a sudden summer shower
She was visiting a friend and she had to catch a train.
Stood in rain looking for help
And it was hard for him to restrain
He shared an umbrella, their eyes did all the talking
And the words, they remain.
He never wished anything in life
But that moment he so wanted
The sudden summer shower to sustain.
Paolo Driussi
Just a mask
Just a mask,
or just a fact about no one asks?
We will never know.
Will we ever know?
Never come back looking for her,
Because no one is left there looking like her.
She is the person you think you saw,
She is the day with a pale white flower
Just maybe she is just a mask.
Paolo Driussi.
