giovedì 9 maggio 2013

You wake up among the flowers of Monet

You wake up among the flowers of Monet,
collecting lavender with your smiling eyes,
a colourful caress of soft euphoria
turns your fresh grass face
and endless fields.
You walk away from the night
with your cloak of stars,
accompanies you silence
eager of kisses and love melancholy.
A painted story tells about your life,
a warm lull of imaginative children,
you reborn among the flowers,
 kidnapping the petals with the wind
and dropping them on my skin,
so I abandon myself to the smell of your nostalgia.

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