
She’s There
I can’t see the Moon on this rainy and starless night, but I know She is there. She’s in that sudden glow that, for a moment, tears apart the blanket of clouds, She’s in the mild waiting for her watchful and attentive gaze, She’s in the dawn that, obsequious, finds it hard to offer its colors while good smiles rest in the sleeping looks. Non riesco … Continua a leggere She’s There