PoeticHouse - Il Portale dei Poeti e della Poesia
Pubblicata il 17/11/2023
There is a welcoming bone basin
that receives tender fleshes.
it was done on purpose, to cradle
a new life while it is growing,
and slowly becomes mature:
if it moves, it sings the old march
that accompanies the rising sun,
and the purest will in the world,
which leads us to become gods,
spreading, with infinite variations,
the most beautiful song that exists.
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...Elvis the pelvis...

il 18/11/2023 alle 08:48