You, see me
smile with your sweet
eyes, and a look
radiant.
Look at your face
idyllic and raise
in my head
a jumble of thoughts
lead
the image of a goddess
nature
where lying in a field of wheat
you pinch
by a morning breeze
the splender of the sun
while all 'round silent.
I just want to bow down
have to go without offense
and porgerti my morning
because you can
smile and rinvigorirmi
your heavenly
luminescence.

Marco Samaritans Comacchio '85