orchid in your hands,
diaphanous deliver sunshine petals
although storm rest in unison
are your veins the leading to the perfection of light.
The channel, a native of their land, peaceful march
distended and Delta try to reach
precarious stilts holding
wall built with abysmal dimensions of desire. Cirrus
stop in time,
and clusters are fragments
fervor ... to retain it, but the skeptical cop-out flower
in moisture which supports it, appears.
Exposed to air your breeze is based on your roots
taking the stratum of your forms, take refuge
calming the thirst ...
contained
is pressed without friction, on the moor, where the rain does not come ...
stops ... and contemplate.
Sonia Marelli
