POETRY

Evocation

I saw you this morning,
blond, short, cut hair in pink summer wear.
How beautiful!
Twenty-three and a ring in your right ringfinger.
Beautiful!
On your left foot a gold bracelet
and on your perfumed skin: sunlit memories.
I saw you this noon,
New memories of tan lotion, browning your skin,
angels made it just for you.
I dreamt you over the sea,filling all emptiness,
killing all waves.
The wings of Eolo caressing your figure,
your blossomed built.
A calm, a shadow embraces your figure,
your face on artificial stones.
I search for your eyes as green as the waves.
Yes, dear, I saw you today.
j.a.canto, MBA