transparent
residues discharged from the sea
sull'ambra skin
let themselves drop.
shoots are a tasty
skin goose
thrill and pleasure
sum alcove on the body.
E 'dance of the summer and drops
the back arched furrow
impertinent footprints, caresses and desire.
Soft is the bite on the lip which is straining
salt and languor in
sips on the frivolous thought.
The sea is soon playing with the sun
hair weaves gold and salt
view that meets drinking ed'annusare. Among the thin wires
honey crystals melted at stille
minute hands on the legs and loved freedom, at least to dream.
tiziana Mignosa
June two thousand and eight
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