🌹💚As a "Poet" I write
of Love, for You,
the "Words" are born flowing
and light from my feeling,
come out of my mind,
almost dictated
by a Superior Entity
that dominates my thoughts,
rule my mind
and moves my hand
accompanying and
guiding her in writing.
The "Words" are impregnated
with "drops" filled with Love
that spring and fall spontaneously
from my heart ,
they spill over the sheets
filling them with verses,
rhymes,
which are real "embroideries"
of Emotions,
Soul "arpeggios",
a river full of Sentiment
that rises from me,
makes room,
spreads,
filling everything with
ancient signs and codes,
sons of that Eros,
the only one able to
decipher them and
donate them to the world.
I never thought I was able
to write about Love,
passion ,
happiness ,
emotion
and above all I never would
have believed
to be able to make them "alive"
through my humble words.
I would never have believed
I could create "hate e carmi"
that they talk about you,
of me ,
our
and of Our Life together.
I never thought I could describe
what we divide,
we dream and try
and to excite me so much
until I am moved
for her beauty
and immensity.
And so ...
I write ...
I write ...
to die of it ...
and to be reborn in the verses,
until they are immortal ...
until they are alive...
💚💖💗💕💘💓💞💝
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