I like you, I know it, and it's no secret

I like you, I know it, and it's no secret,
In the whisper of the wind I name you incessantly,
Each dawn awakens in my chest a sonnet,
You are the echo that my dreams know how to keep.

At every instant, like a child in no hurry,
I will repeat your name, the reason for my faith,
You are a verse that never lasts forever,
A bright beacon that illuminates my being.

I am not to blame, I swear, for this ardor,
That your eyes are mirrors of the sea,
That your laughter is music and sweetness,
Every word of yours is a gift like no other.

I love you, and what does it matter if I repeat myself,
Each phrase is an echo, a sigh in the breeze,
My heart expands, eager and exquisite,
It's a faint song that raises its laughter for you.