L'HAIKU DELLA STEPPA - VERS. 3.0

CHI PORTA IL DOLCE?

Strano invito
con te in déshabillè.
Dulcis in fundo?

ALL THAT GLITTERS ISN'T GOLD

A squint squire
squirms for his squirt.
A squeal for a squish.

LIGHT IS A WAVE

Light is a wave
and I admire your brave:
the reality that you crave.

MEMORIES

I miss her youth,
her tongue in my mouth...
she purred enough.

MOOD IN HER ROOM

Drops of blood on the loom,
they're the dark side of her bloom.
Eyes looking at the moon.

SHRINE

She does play lotto...
with all that longs for her grotto.
Bewitching shrine.

UNDER FAVOUR OF DARKNESS

Close to the edge
into darkness you merge...
ashes to ashes.

STILL LIFE

A strange stillness
is making our love rot,
my dead sweetheart.