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There he goes, wild and kind

Running free on open fields

His own passion to grasp

To the end of significances and back

At confines to stand out

Eyes to bewilder, feelings to wake up

In pain or broad grins

Like a squire of love, flaunting a blade of two sides.

There is something exotic to foresee

Maybe in the stout figure with black eyes

Surely in the contagious freedom out of a continent’s mark

In the life of a Pi, with no rules but the sky.

I wonder if you fancied your stars

In times of hated deserts with wolves to dance around

And if, among your prances, you saved for them true kisses

Like cinema paradise.

For I was afraid to ride

When I approached your mane of fire

And showed you innocence entangled in courage

With only the skill of confidence as knowledge;

You gaze at me out of your heartbeats’ stampede

Roaring like lions in fierce defeats

Hungry for more in your sweetest fights

You pause and whisper: “Love me, start now.”