Beyond that ridge
Why do you keep your staring
beyond that ridge my loved,
where sun descended bearing,
field blooms of thistles mauve?
It was their icon that stayed,
to keep you company my loved,
where the light breeze payed
our toll to shining stars above.
It was a dark warmth of night
To embrace us then, my loved,
when the owls remotely cried,
for our undued domain halved.
.........................
O ur spirits appear at one a.m.
repeating a careless laughter,
daffodils fade and their stems,
ironically point to hours after.
Because a soul flied to aboves,
carrying a song to fair brides,
again we swim in summer coves,
and maybe sail into sea tides.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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