PoeticHouse - Il Portale dei Poeti e della Poesia
Jay
Pubblicata il 21/06/2007
They ride the wind

and they slip in sky

happy and surprises

they play and ride

the sun burns

it burns the wings

the great wings

they ride and think



Alive flames

turn on the night

they dream the joy

that makes her fly

they are felt free

they ride the dream

they will wake up

and they will ride



We don't believe in the limits

we don't believe in the rules

we know only how to grow

for learning to ride



After all in the road

there is a purple door

that gives on the moon

you take a silver spoon

it will bring us fortune

to cross the moon

it looks how much light

invades us and likes
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