I am composed of urgencies......

I am composed of urgencies:

my joys are intense;

my sorrows, absolute.

I get sick from absences,

I empty myself of excesses.

I don't fit in the straits,

I only live at the extremes.

Little does not fit me,

medium does not satisfy me,

halves were never my forte!

All the big and small moments,

made with love and affection,

They are eternal memories for me.

Words even conquer me temporarily ...

But attitudes lose me or win me forever.

I suppose you understand me

it's not a matter of intelligence

but to feel,

to contact ...

Either play, or do not.