Dama Nera
The professor asked me if I had copied, as he liked. I actually think that it is also the most successful of the three. Now that I've written all the poems that I needed for the competition, I do not think I'll make more.
Dama Nera
fluid that freezes his limbs, fingers tend to feel
is non-existent,
eyes lose their spark.
all around you shakes and soft caress
the slandering you in the heart implode. Silent
Brancoli dreaming
the sky but why kill your sights
the darkness and slowly transmuted into white. The twin
translucent, clear, and the peak blood
agitated
that clammy caress you
whispers promises of love.
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