Author: wp_200360

language is liquid

I will never give up
to follow your cup
from your finger-tips
to your lips

and then drip and drop
wherever you lead
the crop of my caresses
down to your hips
over your tops

Alberto Sighele

dio è un vestito
che qualcuno ti ha cucito
addosso

per mordere il tuo osso

Alberto Sighele

there is a kitten in the kitchen
that wants to be touched and squeezed
and adored like a goddess of Egypt

Alberto Sighele

the internet is mimicking our brain
our heart, too
me and you
and we get stuck
as if we were out to pluck
stars in the meadow of the universe

Alberto Sighele

hold it in your inner hand
it’s gold
it will expand
and take over you

Alberto Sighele

you are the bee
that flower wanted to see
and suck

I say   good luck

Alberto Sighele

non è scialba l’alba è irresistibile

Alberto Sighele

lo dico a me
lo dico a te
lo dico a tutti

è il sé
che parla in me

siamo noi la primavera
noi l’alba

Alberto Sighele