Ripensare Il Drago
I found a fabulous address in the outskirts of Paris. It is going for about 3M without the bells and whistles of furnishing, staffing and utilities overheads.
I found a fabulous address in the outskirts of Paris. It is going for about 3M without the bells and whistles of furnishing, staffing and utilities overheads.
One of those things I do when the body sleeps, and is at rest like a corpse … I speak. It is heard in both worlds. Hidden, and apparent. I have, a team who tunes in to whatever messages that need to be delivered in either worlds.
One rarely is aware of the end. Some words were never spoken, some letters weren’t sent, some calls left unanswered, and some breeze left unnoticed.
When you looked at how I looked at you, there was something in these eyes that reveal our secret … only you have seen it, for between us, the sight, the touch, the kiss and the breath connects us both in Spirit and Soul till death, us do part.
Wrap the Skies, present it
to the Beloved, and the Sun
as the teardrop, the moon
pearl, of the oyster end where
I rarely get ill — bouts of the common are unheard in my dictionary but when I do, it’s torturous and that’s when the worlds are proche with each other that one can relativise imageries in perspectives.
You and I met online when I was not even interested in the platform. His daughter had insisted that I should be there, to keep in touch, to share little secrets. The kind of secrets a girl would share with a future stepmother.
Go, I dare you!
Take two steps in … there’s
a world waiting outside
the veils
Mind dances thoughts
like transparencies spring
from the Wells of that which
you desire, from that
which you were
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