Today I remembered your glance
with its desires shaking
between the tiny fingers
of your eyelashes.
I imagined then, your eyes
rised from the early morning
and elevating the white sigh
of the yearning.

"When you will come        -to me-
to do me the love with your words,
to rename me as the Earth fields
mount, valley, jungle…
To fill up my lips with smiles
just by recite to me the exhalation
of your mouth.
I miss you, today"

06/10/2009

Author's Note: To my friend Jeanna

Posted on 06/10/2009
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