Never you can
Agosto 17, 2006 in il Traspiratore da Cinzia Modena
World discovered through a magic tree
Life is reading
Is flying inside my mind
Is running outside of my hand
White paradise of flowers you
The handsome is near the sea and look
Thorough the waves his living-dream that is
Riding away, sailing dangers
His eyes you can know how
Blue of desire are all plenty
Victories, battles, salt, seasons…
Liar!
Lonely, a girl’s running and burning
Without reasons, just a romantic feeling, fire’s lighting
Liar!
Closed the door what do you have? Where have you a rest?
The handsome is losing his soul in the horizon
Searching quite sensations
His eyes you can see how blue they are
Between your name and your dream, you and your desire
How big is the space that runs?
Run, run, run
On the skyline of your soul
Touch the hearth of the terra
Burn your hand near the sun
Put your face on the wind and leave your hair in a rebel dance
A handsome and a lonely-girl
Are walking without direction searching a Zen instruction
Discovering real common dreams… flying in the sea
Perhaps now, tomorrow
you can know
di C. Modena