Nastasimir Franovic
  • su Aphorism dal 09/02/2024

Scritti da Nastasimir Franovic

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Thirst

Thirst
Your breasts are like two full moons,
like two buds at the end of your hair curl.
I(…)

Words

Words
Where is the sun setting now?
The wind that ruffled your hair, is it blowing?
Never(…)

Desire

Desire
I didn't see you nacked that night.
In your sighing, I felt all my vigor.
With your(…)

You

You
Your skin is moist like sand touched by the sea foam.
Your lips are like two coves.
Wave(…)