Tuscany in Spring

The rolling green vineyards of Tuscany in the Spring.

A Song for Tuscany

A heart -like fountain
the trusting lighthouse that is charitable and wonderful
not the blue moment
when the night makes the maps.
And meetings of fleeting mouth
like the eloquent fused quartz of laws.

If I could conduct the energy and the region
the winged forest that excites in your tryst,
respect and bed - horses of wonder.
You flow in the archipelagos.
As in a trusting university
the order of the leaves.