Hypersomnia Depression

Manduria In



I hear the sound of the sea and the voices of the fishermen.
noises, sounds of this wonderful village life


coming from half-closed blinds
of the window. Enter


accompanied by the scent of new
that must come from the cellars of fleeing

way to mix and blend with the seductive scent

of your skin knows that love and enjoy

tasted as delicious berry.

I look at you as you get out of bed wrapped in white cloth


that reveals your beautiful sinuous curves

which contrast with those wonderful and bitter
of this wonderful land
but both seductive and bewitching
differently.

Chills are those who feel.
I admire as a framework
colors sensual hot.
're beautiful as a dancer Degas
when you turn and look at me with eyes full of
pleasure

colored oil as this awakening
the night of love that is our past

and is kept secret
as sweet in our eyes eager

of us in the background voices of
fishermen returning from sea.