(for Alice)
Your hair a village road
There are lamentations and songs
On this road
Your hair Tuscany a wind
Trees and in the vineyards
I hear you
Your hair in the Mediterranean and on the all Ocean waves
Seagulls are flying over
I see you
Your hair every night in my hands
I caress them until the morning
Do you feel?
(14 August 2014)
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