Shameless the wind blows the wail of lovers, soft lies shared that the age in one breath fireflies-fragile- Chinese-Lanterns- circuit transient. I can hear the crickets chirping tantric serenades the light that escapes, dawn sleeper. The dark night refers the echo of your silence, the unspoken truth, but between us there. Seeking mild words as rhyming couplets, I oxymorons sharp like blades of fire. What lies beyond the dark, what m 'lies ahead? Giuse IANNELLO