mercoledì 15 agosto 2012


by Silvia Dello Russo

There's no more key
For This never ending door
No more words 
For This never ending page

In the laundry
Where i can Wash my sins
With no mirror on the wall
Only fresh water is cooling 
Flowing armonious sounds and signs
For the antique language yet still to be 

Outside This room
A jazz MUSIC is playing
On the SHAPE of my Dreams
And my never ending souls
On my one and only aim
Playing with all  instruments 
the blue sound of my name

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