Intertextures – Crossing Rivieras



I’m wrapped tight to this
coast that turns my gaze
toward the open sea and
nails me to the hills
will I say I loved a place
and it would not let go
of me I was a slave who
felt free to go it will
enchant me every time
I returned to its ancient
route and moved in
the eternal under current


2013-10-26 14.57.51

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