Near the river
You can hear the seagulls
And the boats go by
While we sleep under a tree
The moon
Lighthouse In the night sky
Bonds our shadows together
In a reflected hug
Love is a sailor
Who travelled blindly
Following the current
Of the sea
And said, all people
Will be sailors
Until they will find a place
To free them
Wearing rags
And colourful feathers
We reflect on the sea
Holding hands
Maybe
This is our place
Loving eachother
Where narcissus had drowned
~W~
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Thoughts of a poet
PoetryHo viaggiato per la mente d'un poeta, esplorando e condensando quelli che sono i pensieri più reconditi e profondi. Questi sono "i pensieri di un' poeta" I've travelled into the mind of a poet, exploring and realising those that are his most profo...
