Amare
beautiful sunrise The light that explodes slowly
Dew mixed with bitter tears
The cold, dark, piercing empty
Then suddenly the sunlight.
The brain sends impulses rooms
Because now is the heart
to control each movement.
The energy of the whole nature
is enclosed in a miserable human body that rises
hours
For the angel of the Lord.
Nothing is impossible Nothing
most frightens us, not even death can stop
this momentum going through the roof.
hands tremble, but we continue to tighten
to make us strong.
Anger rises within us but try to contain
In a bed tired and sick
What will sell the first time
more slimy and shameful. The joy is savored instead
slow and gently, sometimes
quickly and eagerly.
thousand words float
but will always be those few
I could say. Life seems completely
Our
but it is only a small
Illusion that will end soon.
Our senses sharpen
Perceptions become violent and
Our
sensitivity is a lake in which everyone can drink greedily.
We could fly if someone gave us
A pair of wings and we could tie the well
the body or if someone flew with
us.
The moon is just a great eye and
The stars do not shine ever
as two human eyes.
Only this heat will warm
forever.
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