Painting by Heather Shirin
You take my hand and
Kiss me, our eyes close.
The night will be soft.
Lips and hands drive us to
The pleasure, to the heaven.
Night
01 Thursday Oct 2015
Posted in Poésie
01 Thursday Oct 2015
Posted in Poésie
Painting by Heather Shirin
You take my hand and
Kiss me, our eyes close.
The night will be soft.
Lips and hands drive us to
The pleasure, to the heaven.
Hortus Closus 
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Pleasure in the night,
Blood sings in the arteries,
Like wind in the woods.
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I love this…the painting and the poem. More loving would make for less war. Hugs, Barbara
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Il piacere è una delle porte dell’amore.
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