When you touch me

When you touch me

the river of life
inside me
becomes a violent torrent
the grass blooms and smiles
the hill slopes
smell like thyme.

When you touch me

happy seas are spread
on my azure horizons
Innumerable poppies turn their red
lamps on.
Trees burdened with Spring bloom
into my eyes.

And the white winters with their shivers
melt and vanish

melt and vanish…