He is killing himself..
Living in death..
Dying every day.. 
Killing me!
        
...
    
                    A Wish!
                    
                    At the dinner table! 
Who can exchange
With you
Melody of forks
Music of words
How was your day? 
How delicious the soup? 
And pass me the salt! 
I envy them 
Every morning! 
who have the chance
To taste your face 
To drink the light 
Your eyes shed
I envy them 
with passion! 
Who share you 
The kiss of welcome
And the Farwell hold
The touch on your hair
Of I miss you 
and of well done
I envy them
for you! 
Who are Very close
In happiness, 
sadness
And with a rose
Can tell you
what they wish
I envy them 
If only the time to retreat
Or to freeze up 
Would love to live in that moment
Forever