
There, sea
where swallows nest
your cravings Wherever the waves are lost and the foam
recycles the buzz is muted
and only the wind sings
Melodioso turning point where returns the blue eyes so clear and crystalline
where the waters are divided
and thoughts are split prisms
blurring when you lift the dawn
There, just beyond where I am a piece
horizon and the sailor
inside
provides the beginning
(a grain and a drop) to the magnanimity
ocean is only
dream beyond my space
by green hills and concrete structures
is the wild imagination and a bit of freedom that I grant
Antonietta
valentina January 2011
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