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    <title>Gibaldi</title>
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    <description> SlowFashion Artist • Aesthete • Poet</description>
    <pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2026 10:41:56 +0000</pubDate>
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      <title>Gibaldi</title>
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      <title>The Flower king</title>
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      <description>&lt;![CDATA[Scent,&#xA;seducing.&#xA;So sweet is He.&#xA;His pink skin calling unto me.&#xA;&#xA;And then I was one with Him,&#xA;when the Garden was growing&#xA;on my wrists,&#xA;and my veins burning&#xA;In purest fire.&#xA;When I laid back in the bed&#xA;of Hyacinths and dandelions.&#xA;&#xA;My hands were His,&#xA;and He touched myself&#xA;with blessed and soft fingers.&#xA;Possessed in ecstasy so high,&#xA;to bring forth&#xA;the brightest starlight.&#xA;&#xA;poetry &#xA;&#xA;]]&gt;</description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Scent,
seducing.
So sweet is He.
His pink skin calling unto me.</p>

<p>And then I was one with Him,
when the Garden was growing
on my wrists,
and my veins burning
In purest fire.
When I laid back in the bed
of Hyacinths and dandelions.</p>

<p>My hands were His,
and He touched myself
with blessed and soft fingers.
Possessed in ecstasy so high,
to bring forth
the brightest starlight.</p>

<p><a href="https://gibaldi.writeas.com/tag:poetry" class="hashtag" rel="nofollow"><span>#</span><span class="p-category">poetry</span></a></p>

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      <pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2024 20:38:19 +0000</pubDate>
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      <title>A prayer</title>
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      <description>&lt;![CDATA[By blessed Starlight made manifest,&#xA;From Heaven to Earth&#xA;In perfect marriage,&#xA;align my Souls&#xA;With cosmic wonders from above.&#xA;Descending,&#xA;to kiss the soil of my heart&#xA;Where the Garden of Eros shall grow.&#xA;&#xA;Poetry&#xA;&#xA;]]&gt;</description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By blessed Starlight made manifest,
From Heaven to Earth
In perfect marriage,
align my Souls
With cosmic wonders from above.
Descending,
to kiss the soil of my heart
Where the Garden of Eros shall grow.</p>

<p><a href="https://gibaldi.writeas.com/tag:Poetry" class="hashtag" rel="nofollow"><span>#</span><span class="p-category">Poetry</span></a></p>

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      <pubDate>Sun, 17 Mar 2024 14:48:54 +0000</pubDate>
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      <title>Allegory of spring</title>
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      <description>&lt;![CDATA[Walking through an Emerald Forest,&#xA;I found Him there.&#xA;His body resting among the dancing trees,&#xA;the sweet sweat of His flower crown&#xA;blossoming,&#xA;with an orgiastic scent of Lust&#xA;Seducing nature around.&#xA;The laughing King of Heavens high,&#xA;with golden curls,&#xA;gently and softly&#xA;touches the open petals with lips.&#xA;So the Flower Prince surrenders&#xA;to the Sun king&#39;s kiss.&#xA;There was no part of Him, That wasn&#39;t His.&#xA;And then there was life,&#xA;In colorful Bliss.&#xA;&#xA;poetry&#xA;&#xA;!--more--&#xA;]]&gt;</description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Walking through an Emerald Forest,
I found Him there.
His body resting among the dancing trees,
the sweet sweat of His flower crown
blossoming,
with an orgiastic scent of Lust
Seducing nature around.
The laughing King of Heavens high,
with golden curls,
gently and softly
touches the open petals with lips.
So the Flower Prince surrenders
to the Sun king&#39;s kiss.
There was no part of Him, That wasn&#39;t His.
And then there was life,
In colorful Bliss.</p>

<p><a href="https://gibaldi.writeas.com/tag:poetry" class="hashtag" rel="nofollow"><span>#</span><span class="p-category">poetry</span></a></p>

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      <pubDate>Sun, 17 Mar 2024 14:39:04 +0000</pubDate>
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      <title>A garden</title>
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      <description>&lt;![CDATA[As the bird eats&#xA;The succulent fruit,&#xA;and flowers are kissed&#xA;by the host of bees,&#xA;I see creatures in my garden&#xA;from a world unseen.&#xA;Behind perfumed&#xA;Evergreens.&#xA;&#xA;I see creatures in my garden,&#xA;hidden at the trees.&#xA;All those luminous eyes,&#xA;behind the shadows&#xA;staring back at me.&#xA;&#xA;Poetry&#xA;&#xA;]]&gt;</description>
      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As the bird eats
The succulent fruit,
and flowers are kissed
by the host of bees,
I see creatures in my garden
from a world unseen.
Behind perfumed
Evergreens.</p>

<p>I see creatures in my garden,
hidden at the trees.
All those luminous eyes,
behind the shadows
staring back at me.</p>

<p><a href="https://gibaldi.writeas.com/tag:Poetry" class="hashtag" rel="nofollow"><span>#</span><span class="p-category">Poetry</span></a></p>

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      <pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2024 22:44:28 +0000</pubDate>
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