28 October 2012

Tell me a story....

Lying on the bed, 
I look at you getting ready for the night ...
It is already late ... 
I prepared something to drink ...
You are anywhere in the house 

preparing your stuff ...
You look at me smiling, 

probably imagining something ..
but I ask you to

"tell me a story, that one you want .."
I am lying at you next, 
waiting for your hand in my hair
and for what you want to talk to me .... ...




27 October 2012

The wind on the river (translation)


In the wind that ruffles my hair
I feel the smell of your breasts
as well as I feel like eating in the pomegranate
the taste of your kisses
while I am watching the river water flow running
as they were your hands on me


Il vento del fiume


Nel vento che mi scompiglia i capelli
sento il profumo del tuo seno
cosi' come sento nel melograno che mangio
il sapore dei tuoi baci
mentre guardo l'acqua del fiume scorrere
come fossero le tue mani su di me


I will love you always...

25 October 2012

The cyrcle of my time...

I have opened a book, 
to read without thinking to you.
But the words written in the book
were connected to your personality.
I closed the book and opened the window
But the wind moved in the air 
parfumes connected with you.
So I decided to exit
walking somewhere
But the water of the river told me about you.
I seatted at the site of river
to listen your voice.
And I happy now
because I'll can read the book tonight
without thinking to you
for opening the window
to go on the river
until you will be back......


Good morning, My World...

6 o'clock in the morning...
The light of my Sun paints the sky in red...
nobody around...

I'm running alongside the Ural river...
The town lights are on the way to switch-off...
I stop my running on the bridge, to observe the silent water pass below me and I look far away...
My World still sleeping, I have to prepare the day for it...



3 October 2012