We had awakened almost in the same position we had fallen asleep. But now the birds below sang that the morning was new and filled with joy. It was as if natural geometry and rhythms had aligned and everything was clearer than the day before. We traveled hand in hand occasionally catching each other smiling as if it was just a bit hard to believe that we had found one another. (more…)
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Colors that tinges the clouds at sunset, gazed down onto nature’s naked loveliness
the butterfly, the soul, who turns to greet the tidings with a kiss
she dropped the corners of her apron and let the flowers run, a curiosity too strong to resist
whose head is turned by the sun
Like Cupid wounding himself, I awoken hidden seeds of lovers so entwined
the memories, the melodies, in this hour of my deepest need, you are in my mind
emerging from Daedalus’s labyrinth, where silence sits and shadows call,
your fingertips, your moistened lips, I find,
and in your passion I will fall
How sweet it is, the downward stream, from heavenly harmony
the tranquil landscape, through which it flows, the waters washed away and set my soul free
as if Clotho was spinning faster than Lachesis could measurer, beyond her shears,
immortality I could see, not minutes days or years
When you make love to me, it’s something so divine
a touch inside, I’ve known silently. I feel but can’t define
and in that silence, I am more than answered
You’ve painted me, a melody, a meadow of delight
the way the wind moves through the fields
an sings, a song of life
where my heart longs for the refrain
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