On waves pelagic
Staring at the Halcyon - a bluish glare
a smiling statue, of bronze, enigmatic
it was the sun to set, an ironic flare
and two abolished solitudes, aquatic.
And you, a faith in my thoughts, a loss,
to instill a new, again lone, impression,
to travel in distinguished paths, a cross,
a sacrifice to support a hung ascension..
Out my window you stand in morning light,
opulent lace of 19th century's palimpset,
your words are heard on lone path albite,
an offing amid my eyes and you, who left..
Left for an Abyss, that lone souls, seek,
so, it was your stare petrified in void,
my lone feelings to become a foggy pique,
fly with eagles, heavenly aptly deployed..
Your face enters my dream, in dark Oceans,
I stand up tall, on etherly, redemption tragic,
where my horizons wait for you, in glance,
my message is this poem on waves, pelagic..
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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