I don’t have time to lie,
Like many others,
I’ve been living
at the end of the abyss,
even if the abyss
has not been there,
but my kid’s consciousness
does not know that.
Over and over,
I’m there,
over and over,
I become a child again,
over and over,
I’m afraid of the dark,
over and over,
I just need your hug.
Someone to tell me:
ALL WILL BE OK,
even if I know,
the “weather” is a game,
that changes
while playing with
the cousin’s “time”.
LOVE is the flame,
that lives inside my soul,
the soul is the food
that death wants to divide,
to eat it very slowly
while singing lullabies.
Is it too much
to ask for feeling care?
the soft touching
of your hand
drying off my tears?
No worries…
this moment is a leaf
falling from the
tree of life.
Tomorrow…
we’ll forget and sing,
we’ll forget and sing,
and dance
and dance, and dance.
Good night!
JG now.
HIV LONG TERM SURVIVORS International Network 
I love this…it’s deep, raw, honest, personal and it gave me a small window into your beautiful soul
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I just wanted to send you LOVE.!!!! LOTS OF HUGS!!!!
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