Sguardo di transito (Glancing through): A poem

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

A poem

I greet you this evening, so festal, sadly among utterances assaulting me and dispersed words in such an astral absence, even happy of crying and of you alive in every word... but i did not want the chant it was you i wished, upright and alive, not a Muse, not a goddess. Ti saluto in questa sera... Sign in to see full entry.

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