Loving under the Trees
Lying on a flying carpet.

Loving without disturb,
For hours and hours,
Surrendered by twitting birds and

Listening to the chattering of the leaves
Whispered by the wind,

Half shadow-half sun

On a Unity of melting Emotions.

Bananas, apples, nuts

Bread, juices, cheese and wine,
Nourished by the nature,
By a limbic love
That doesn’t need words.

Flying by
Touching the earth

And

Be touched by the heart.

Love is dancing under the trees
On a eartly flying carpet,

No words

Just whispered sounds,

Carenesses and kisses.

Love is dancing under the trees
Flowing by a liquid vortex
Like twins,

Into the Pregnant Mother of Life…