A poem about me and the dark.

You conveniently forgot the truth.

You will always regard my kisses as tasting sweet.

All about the passion when two lovers come together…

I am a Gust of Wind.

From: La Poesia di Irrazionalita.

Love,whispering,dreaming.

Keep your chin up through the hard times.

I have no doubt that my nan watches over me.

You should make the most of the good ideas you have.