I have written letters of Love and I have delivered them to the Sun

so that he would keep them secretly in his Light.

Yet the curious Wind has stolen them and has guarded them in his heart.

He waited for a red passionate sunset

to softly whisper those words of Love in the ears of a thousand Waves

I was there during that sunset …

I heard him whispering words of Love.

Then …

I saw the red Sun setting and

losing himself in those thousand Waves in Love,

He made ​​me a wink.

I replied with a knowing glance!

Annalisa Grova