Thursday, April 15, 2010

Curtains For A Closet

Nuvole

through clouds white
The mood was intoxicated by a new purity
Every part of 'being was indescribable sensations from p ervasa
trembling fingers caressed the air of heaven
admired all entranced wonder earthly
the clouds I could see the whole world
No one could ever violate the white valleys
Light stood out in particular the contours
From that lovely vision was kidnapped
There was life expectancy
There was life
A voice called me
Sweetly
I felt a hand warm caress
sighed ...
Once again I was lost in her eyes

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