Wednesday, September 24, 2008
A poem
Imagination is a woman, among her braids sleeps reality. (Adonis) Among your hair colors are restless and worlds, alike and far away on the right side curl a waning moon, on the left side one, a pregnant womb, a sail, the kiss of a man on the deck, made of half-moon and sceptre. L'immaginazione è...
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