woman's heart

I touch the sun and the sun wrinkles a little bit 

my heart is near this sun that rest on waves that never move more than I do. 

the waves I love, from the seaside, from the blue and the green and another blue sky. 

When my life will end I will take a moment to think of my sea and of my sun on top of snow hills. 

When my life will end I will have no regrets. 

I am always honest to myself. I am true to myself, even in harder times. 

Many times this honesty does not help me. I would prefer to be sofisticated, but I am not. I would prefer to have the voice of a soprano, but for sure will never happen. I would prefer to take less to my heart and more to my mind.

Sometimes I manage, sometimes my blue and red heart is too excited and sometimes it is too much of a woman's heart.