And you touch it

the sunset of love

and breathe the wind

that hovers in silence

in the heart of winter. 

Welcome the look

sweet flattery

who dance shyly

in sinuous verses. 

And you touch it

the sunset of love

observe its features

flutters of kisses

how confused and honeyed

they paint the sky

of docile ardor. 

Writer: ANNA FERRIERO 

From: Torre del Greco, NAPOLI, ITALY.