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Parade Drive
It was when I waited for you - in gale;
among the clouds I returned to share,
the vented blue horizons of solar flare,
cause I had a choice to expand or fail.
And it was a choice we both consented,
one caress - your tips - tender on face,
when fates cared our threads to trace,
for you were my solitude ever extended.
as dusk descended gray upon the moors,
I saw you elevating - upstanding maiden,
a form of sacred above my dark burden,
in river Acheron and my pain that cures.
there were dances with forms diffused,
extended to aboves - expended to skies,
were my spirits - cared death to demise
eligibly alive I was amid blooms bemused.
Wraiths of solitude and horizon's lines,
in paths exclusive, amid paeans I arrive,
with cellars of red shed to parade drive,
where life of eighteen, unfolded shines.
poem
by
Giorgio Veneto
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