Dirty Race Poem by Gianni Pintus

Dirty Race



Make me swear,
hold my arms,
dance with me,
call me names,
told you once, .

Face to face,
race to race,
final straw,
let go,
since you here,
want you near.

Glad you came,
hit the fame,
lay on me,
make the sin,
don't look at me,
let it dream,
full moon,
dirty heart,
white roses,
falling apart.

Great sensation,
night of passion,
screaming souls,
dust and guilt,
dirt mind,
let's get filth.

Slaves we are,
everywhere,
since they came,
dirty flame,
call my name,
night insane,
call my bluff,
good to say,
no one is hurt.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson 04 December 2008

Very deep and soulful Gianni...well written...thanks...Fi

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Gianni Pintus

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Olbia, Italy, (Island of Sardinia)
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