mouthing my way into refined silences of tip-toe days

from the yesterdays of soulcries to the recentsey of duellings

with cancer through which i danced in duet a song

while the world screams its silences bursting sonorousness

to balloon modernity and i ... i cling

to the yore of when silence was golden its essence sacredness

and i ... i am the mystery in between

when naked of pretences my lunaskin poises in the sunkissed air

unveiled innocent warrior . shields and armour shed

oh. massimiliano! where has the emperor placed my robes

            oh. angelina! what ink quills your pen

*m.angelina

11/07/2007

Author's Note: this wrote itself pure as it is here and now - i have yet to absorb the words though the vibes resonate my being ... shall leave it here should it reveal itself to me ... angelshivvvers*m.a
parlami d' ..... speak to me of ...

Posted on 11/07/2007
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