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My royal blue is only your colorful wood house

Worm place, where I can find your ivory arms

Someday, I am certain, you will be my spouse

But today we are golden lovers in arm’s

The many small clay tiles in the roof are poppy red

The wall, of exotic wood: India yellow

The views of that evenly place: perfectly mellow

More if my lips touch yours. Blood: vermilium red.

Our deep lake near the house has waters sap green

Reflecting the phthalo blue and indigo of sky

Also the trees' colors with those fruits we are keen

Everything perfect when I see your eyes

If I don’t, then, my face is mineral white

And caput mortuum abandon our skies

22-12-2012

Fire everything deeply consumes.

And nourishes himself from ashes

 and due to them new plants and leafs born.

 And the green goes up to the sky!

Time, it is said, everything solves.

 And everything he displaces and revolves

 leaving behind, so lonely,

 only a thin dust layer.

Maybe they are brothers.

 Perhaps they go hand in hand

 and the dust of the clock is

 only a memory of the grey ashes

 created by yellow flames!