martedì 23 agosto 2011
So close
Close to the daylight for the time of a breath,
the wind blows nonsense in my mind.
- I can't wait! - says, and I fall like a fool
down like a snow flake.
So close it was to the mirage you made,
to the astonishing fake
like the smallest cloud that as first
disappears.
sabato 6 agosto 2011
Flowers
Did you ever see any flower hiding its petals?
Feelings are like petals, their beauty doesn't belong
to anyone.
Feelings are like petals, their beauty doesn't belong
to anyone.
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