Tufts matted and sticky fingers, smiles
with those who paint the corridors
of pink and blue,
from the windows overlooking the sea, hear them sing
dolls and pens, then
engines and eye shadow, and still love and watch them blush
,
angry, upset, portraits of
faces we have worn,
over time, life
watching from the windows facing the world,
days and nights ruthless accomplices
faint awakenings and huge dreams,
stutter syllables scented
and we are not alone, not
we shall never, in silent rooms
waiting
joined by the voices that grow in us, and we did
born, and we see blossoming
,
play and see the window facing the moon.
May 28, 2010
24 moons and 2 laps of the Sun ..
I love you more and more
My child, my bride.
I Love You Samantha
Happy Anniversary My Love
Your
Roberto
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