18 Anni

18 Years Old

18 years old and he was there
With a face still like a child
Yet a man
He set me on fire with the summer
And as I looked at him, I counted
My autumns
I put a bit of blue in my eyes
And my hair a bit lower
It amused him
When he came towards me
I would have paid I don't know what
To conquer him
18 years old and he was there
He was already everything at that age
His victory
Why talk about love ever
He said that talking about love
Is an old story
He told me 'I want you'
His breath on me
He was in a hurry
An improvised bed and then
He offered himself to me in his arms
Under an immense sky
At 18 years old he was there
Which made him insolent
With confidence
And as he had just dressed
I found my defeat
My sadness
I wanted to tell him 'stay here'
But I didn't even try to stop him
Not even a gesture
He told me 'not bad, you know'
With the innocence
I put a bit of blue in my eyes
And my hair a bit higher
Like every day
I had forgotten for a while
That I was 18 years old twice