Giorgio Veneto (Athens, Greece)
The rains and winter days, repeat her words
that verses lit and their lone truths perceived,
her distant wraith my stranger's heart aggrieved
- unspoken words percussed on festal chords.
When at nocturnal hours the shadows link,
- that lonely woman's undefined night song,
red wine - divine her splendor before dawn,
her spread to highs, tall sails egress to sink.
Sea waves convey to ports two dancing forms
where tears and laughs subside in darkness real,
her soul that gallivants love wounds to heal,
rain priestess' dance, her lonesomeness in storms.
With colored ribbons fly to highs and bold,
she offers red wine toasts where sorrows fade,
she glimmers laughs the timely wrongs to trade,
with crimson spills that mountain mists enfold.
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