sentimental melody

the sound of your key
when turning the latch of the door
     your work’s bag being dropped on the floor
             your steps going up the stairs
                     your voice saying
                           - hello, my love, I'm here-

spinning slowly
spinning I in your arms
               you in my arms   
spinning with your lips kissing my lips and
               my lips returning the favour
spinning almost dancing
your body and my body together

there is a melody
sailing over my skin
passing for your hands
between your neck and my words
between your voice and my left ear
between your eyes and the fur of my beard
between the scent of your hair and my palms
between your cheek and my thoughts
between your heart beating and
        the open buttons of my shirt
        that can barely contain my heart
        inside my chest
        for the joy of seeing you arriving and
        cuddle me and kiss me
like it was the first time
like it was the end of the world
like if we can't let go ever

a sentimental melody
which starts with your key
turning inside the latch of the door
a melody that ends
with my cat’s whispers
sleeping by your side and
you saying -good night, my love-

(yes, because
   even in the most distant dream
   I hear your voice
   which is another melody
    another poem)