Pink Dreams

Golden mist in silver light.
Known certainties fall,
to make room for unknown thoughts,
that shake my skin.
His heaven eyes intoxicate my mind,
as frantic waves.
The wind blows bully in my heart,
raising sand clouds that obscure the view of everything.
I walk unfamiliar streets.
I do not know who I am,
but I know what I want:
rush from the height of folly,
to rediscover sweet emotions,
made of sighs and sensitive magical touches.
Love pervades my whole being,
dragging me into sparkling pink dreams.

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Giulia Catani

I'm Giulia Catani, an Italian writer, journalist, and traveller. I have been passionate about literature since I was young, I find that playing with words is the best way to express my feelings and my thoughts. I have been collecting my poems since 2008. Most of my poems are written Italian, I have recently started to translate them English. I hope one day to be able to publish an entire book of my poetry. I'm collaborating with a few Art and Life Style magazines and I'm now living in New York City, after travelling for the last 4 years.

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