poem 2
For N with a
I kiss your lips with the love I bliss feel so hard in the blood feel the sky go thru and with the lonely sound of rain words of water that I kiss in your skin if I will know what is going on with our lives I need open my soul’s door for your eyes for the days we stolen of the night I came from the ocean of the past and want with you the fight of the battles to stay alive two on one.
parte del Book Two (prose poems) del libro "The Traveling Man" (2001)
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