Sopraelevata, Surfing through Genova town, It’s good to be home
Waiting for sunlight, Birdsong on the breeze, Ebony thoughts
Crisp mountain sunlight, Through a slot in the curtains, Illuminates her
White fields yield to brown, T-Shirts replace jackets, Winter is going
Water is running, A disturbance in the bed, Nocturnal peeing
A lonely ascent, Mountain views for company, Will she be waiting?
My two favorite girls, Smiles as fresh as the sushi, A perfect evening