Romina Russo

Far Puff...

To the person who renders my life an pleasant breath of happiness

I will believe the wind as one of your hands...
he will blow on my skin like your breath and
my face will be dry from the tears
as if you had been to do it.
In a moment I would reach the apex of the Empyrean
and would drown in the happiness of that place,
delighting in his fruits and flying about to them...

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