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- Vincenza Lofino
- Poesie età del ferro
- 10 giugno 2022
Stroking your head Your hair, your soul Caress your face, your cheeks, your smile I saw the deep sea and I wish I could follow the waves Why should not I follow them? Is it maybe a despicable harmful living, Laying on the sand under the hot sun without receiving a drop of life saving water? A drop of water I beg A drop of your water I need To survive To survive To this hottest summertime.
(Salento, agosto 2018) Stroking your head Your hair, your soul Caress your face, your cheeks, your smile I saw the deep sea and I wish I could follow the waves Why should not I follow them? Is it maybe a despicable harmful living, Laying on the sand under the hot sun without receiving a drop of life saving water? A drop of water I beg A drop of your water I need To survive To survive To this hottest summertime.
(Salento, agosto 2018)