La Dolce Far Niente

The tapping of two toes to the beat of your heart
A smoky smell of a blown-out candle,
The gentle ‘flick’ of the light switch
closing your eyes.

Listening to the piano keys type out the melody
of your myriad of memories,
of last Monday when you let the breeze kiss the nape
of your neck and caress your core,
the soul is forever yearning for more
lusting to quench the burning thirst
to be.

‘La dolce far niente my bluebell,
you’re scared, I can tell
but let the flame burn down
and take off Ambition’s crown
for just a few moments,
forget of the components
and drift with me through eternity’

[…]

to simmer in the delicate sweetness
of nothing.
is to be.

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