Roots, bicycles and dandelions

Roots.

A drowsy smile,

Hands like braids – feeling home.

Roots is finding a flow and go with it,

getting tighter in bed,

letting your thoughts go – as bicycles downhill.

Roots is letting your hair down,

slide in silent gazes

and words caressed in the night – slight as dandelions.

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Radici,

un sorriso assonnato

mani come trecce – che sanno di casa.

Radici è trovare corrente

e lasciarsi trasportare,

farsi più stretti nel letto,

lasciare andare i pensieri – come biciclette in discesa.

Radici è sciogliersi i capelli,

scivolare in silenzi di sguardi

e carezze di parole nella notte – leggere come pollini.

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