Voyage poétique - There will be a time Lucca
There will be a time 230 steps,
an ivied maze of red roofs and tiles
the mountain fuming clouds
from a lovely tower and its trees,
rustled hair that blows in the stairwells
filled and crossed through by gusts of wind
- gulps of gale that let us drunk with joy -
- - drunk with horizon, with tremendous sky - -
There will be dangerous hugs
Paris Bohème near the chill of ice cream cones
a dog bar in the streets
and in every alley nook
a blithe and deep sense of peace.
Photographies personnelles
Lucca, Torre Gunigi - 15/03/16