Biography of Nicoletta Mura
Poems are pure, distilled feelings.
I'm not a poet, I just feel.
Nicoletta Mura Poems
I closed this door so many years ago I'll not open it again no, I don't want to know
One Frozen Second
Breathing your breath, dreaming your dream, skin on skin, warm and so sparkling with hope.
Bitter lemon inside. Slow beats of my heart, wishing a quick death to take away this day.
Like a treasure I wanted to be for your heart and your eyes to see.
Little grey Monday of your many shades. Wrapped in whispers, brushed on my face.
Be safe my heart cause through you I feel Be happy my heart cause through you I know joy
Silence muffled lying on my skin. Tongue stuck to white teeth.
I left my heart in Gothenburg, golden rich leaves and crystal breath. I walked beside you, hurrying to keep up,
Dissolved into water breathed through air, bitter medicine of every day.
What is left I don't know anymore I feel something, hiding deeply into my soul,
Near The Lake
Sun, weaving lazy threads of light Deep blue eyes Life,
Aching for love, deeply marked upon my life. Feverish dream of soft lips and strong arms.
Aching for love,
deeply marked upon my life.
Feverish dream of
soft lips and strong arms.
Sweet instants of