THE HILLS

Molded bosoms of millennial clay

- sensitive scales –

- to roar of bells –

with two ruby crucibles

that crown the dance

- golden spheres –

- craters in flames –

- challenging summits –

- not promoted mountains –

- flowers between rocks –

- precious stones –

- diamantine hills –

- full moons –

- to sing of sirens –

- proud pigeons –

- flights of larks –

- playful gulls –

- rains of stars –

- constellations in shades –

- sweet conches –

of affectionate fantasies

close to your vale of the silence