A Naked
Tango
Far from a nasty distance
Far from my lost world
A sweet dreamy voice
Calls my forgotten name
An intense magic song
That echoes in my solitude
A lovely whispering tune
That touches my weary soul
A series of tempting signs
That all boldly invites me
To a long-lasting dance
On the edge of maturity
A last naked tango perhaps
At the final stage of my life
What a pleasant rush at this age
What an exciting rush at this time
M. Sirani 26.05.2015
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