Hold me while I pretend I am
above it all and do not need
intimacy a caress, the warmth
of a body to heal, the cracked skin
of my independency a shield,
defending the fragile creature
now conceding, to let its guard
down just for tonight, to indulge
in breathing, your scent emotional
rescue of what is left, in me
of normality. Drops of inebriating
salted water exciting, my humanity.
Don’t ask of me else, hold me just
a minute more, oblige me to feel
that tantalising heat invade my being,
delirious fever penetrate from within.
Cover me in tremors, confuse
my rationality in the mist of your exhale,
drive me senseless, hold me back if I
instinctively pull away. Conquer me only
ten seconds still.
Born from a Greek, British, Ghanaian father and a Persian mother, Aurora grew up in Rome, where her parents fled to during the Iranian Revolution. The passion for the art of writing led her to earn a Baccalaureate in Literature, being ever since influenced by French 17th and 18th century authors. While studying for her BA in Business Administration, at an American University in Rome. She further got enchanted by 19th century existential authors as well as European ‘absurdism’ and the Theatre of the Absurd. It was only after her MBA that she started writing more seriously, giving space to her true passions. In recent years she has written two existential novels in Italian. In recent months, she started studying astrophysics and writing poems in English,
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