Destino

We are waiting for each other, in nocturnal thoughts, lying in bed, with our eyes wide open and an uncertain idea of ​​both of us. Waiting for the scene of reunion where our eyes know each other, where our souls long to understand each other, where our hands want to touch each other. I remain in the day not yet arrived, in the unknown hour and the sky is clear or it could be a cloudy day. But I wait for you without knowing you because maybe you are waiting for me without knowing me.