Prelude to Elsa

Hours of diluted  azurites

full of scents  and liquors,

passion fruits voyaging  

in liquorice motion ...

 Unrevealed mysteries,

fingers  in search ,

the wet of the soil, 

 the warm of the  rain...

My desire on the verge 

to scatter your lands ,

trembling  duo

in shattered mirrors,

stunning meadows and prelude,

bold faun who wakes up 

to the huntress  call ...

Drops of pleasure 

lost in  the undergrowth ,

somewhere Elsa and  slow...