do not always need words to communicate anything
consonants or vowels around
messages arrive without speaking. To
colorful, sparkling or very polite
sometimes conquer the mind
yet nobody said anything.
Lost balance
the new call
quietly tickles the mind.
Dolce weirdness in my head that buzzes
emotions and telepathy
pleasure to tie the plot and its braid.
As the fragrance of flowers spreads out the gentle waves
read when the door hatch to hear.
Sighs and delights you
and meanwhile all the other
continue their journey without stopping.
tiziana Mignosa
December two thousand and
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