31 August 2008

San Rocco.

An orange moon
highlights your figure
silhouetted by fireworks.
Visible in flashes,
colours of the rainbow,
A cappuccino
at midnight; 
against the grain.
One day we may meet
through twists 
of a tempestuous fate.


'sic itur ad astra'

'thus you shall go to the stars' - Virgil.

Red light,
a death fit for
a thousand souls.
Leaking heart,
no words impart
how to make
this torn mind