...disclaimer.

go away.

there is no poetry left.

Giulli

...Can we depart without saying a word?
Some goodbyes are seldom seen
They say some are never heard.
To hide away all that you've got,
Sometimes there is no hollow ground.
There is a reason we are lost...
And there is a reason we are found.

Geisha

And you, on a canvas
Rising like smoke
Still in bloom
After spring has passed us by.

I saw you run
In shoes that barely fit
White mask with
A painted smile.

And when you melt
With a little touch
Draped in red
The colour becomes you.

The Right Name

Take these eyes
And make them see.

Take these hands,
Break their chains.

Take these words
And make them breathe.

Rid the distance
Shimmer any other way.

Take this pen and make it run.
Tread every soul
And every soil.

Take this body
Divide it in two.
Take what you find
If it may be of some use.

Take my mouth
Make it sing.
Translate
And make it give.

Sometimes I need to feel I’m falling

Break this heart
But make it live.