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the cool dampness of the night; unstirred, holds her breath; the breath which moves through me and connects me to all that is you. the moon draws her breath, each moment of her night, she is lucky; the gaze beckons softly but surely and yet unclear certainties disturb the mind. makes me want to run to a corner and cozy up to something warmer and beyond words, maybe getting into a matchbox with a name like Vittoria Grande or finding my fingers warmly ensconed in your lightly held grasp. i am the queen of wishful thinking after all.
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First I felt the power between the lyrical and "her". Then I googled "Vittoria Grande", but even the internet doesn't know about someone with this name. So it is to me what it is: a great victory. The other side of the same medal called "fallen in love". Nice work!
Best wishes
Ralf
Lovely write, Gulnaz...You are the Queen of wistful writing, too :)
Some Vittoria Grande Baldoria is on the facebook and some other sites...couldn't make out who or why the name is chosen her...but Vittoria Grande sounds great :)
wishes,
devika
awww Ralf !!! Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Devika, you are so sweet!!!!!!!!!!
oooops!!!! posted that one through my brother, Shiraz's account! lolz!!
Beautiful! You really are my favourite poet equal with one other (famous)...your words evoke the feel more clearly than any other...just amazing!
cathy- love you!!!
A Very Happy New Year to you and family, Gulnaz :)
wishes,
devika
hey gul! long long time.. but ur words weave the same magic!freshness ! I simply love the way u define spaces in ur writings... the intensity is mesmerizing! and yes that sunken desire to loose onself !
~anon
devika- hey happy new year to you too!!! hope it turns out to be a great year for all of us!!
anon sweet anon, thank you!! :))
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