Love and More: Theory: Fugliness Leads to Sexfulness
Francesco Sinibaldi
· 1 year ago
Collection of flowers.
The right rose appears in my mind, and everywhere shines when the soft wind remains in the light of a flower; the cold leaf is dead and here there's a shadow, the delicate dark and a loving profile.
In the cool celerity of a diffident young bird I try to forget a dying behaviour, the sound of a picture and a luminous care, easily, like an earnest desire.
Francesco Sinibaldi
Francesco Sinibaldi
· 1 year ago
Devoted to you.
It's night, the fall of an absent caprice leaves in the country a sullen behaviour, the sound of a fancy and always that care, like a beautiful fortune.
I love your behaviour, the light of a blackbird and a luminous farm; I listen to you when a care disappears and then, in the sound of a new day, a magical dreamland invites me to cry....
The right rose
appears in my mind,
and everywhere
shines when the
soft wind remains
in the light of
a flower; the cold
leaf is dead
and here there's
a shadow, the
delicate dark and
a loving profile.
Francesco Sinibaldi
http://amicipoesia.mondoweb.net/topic814.html
In the cool
celerity of a
diffident young
bird I try
to forget a dying
behaviour, the
sound of a picture
and a luminous
care, easily,
like an earnest
desire.
Francesco Sinibaldi
It's night, the
fall of an absent
caprice leaves
in the country
a sullen behaviour,
the sound of
a fancy and
always that care,
like a beautiful
fortune.
Francesco Sinibaldi
http://forums.canadiancontent.net/canadian-cult...
I love your
behaviour, the light
of a blackbird
and a luminous
farm; I listen
to you when
a care disappears
and then, in the
sound of a new
day, a magical
dreamland invites
me to cry....
Francesco Sinibaldi
http://forum.china.org.cn/viewthread.php?tid=17...
Every moment
I try to remember
the light af
an hidden report,
when my memory
outshines, when
your love disappears....
Francesco Sinibaldi
http://www.foreignpolicy.com/resources/forum/vi...
In the light
of a new song
I like the
perception of
a sweet sensibility,
the height of
the season and
a burning desire.
Francesco Sinibaldi