[Poggio]

Walking up to Zosa, he gently tucked his fingers under the boys chin and moved the jaw upwards to close to gaping mouth. He smiled. "Zosa?... gamo?" He said some what confused. He thought about trying a different approach to getting the boy to speak. His hand smoothed on the t-shirt covered shoulder before finding its way down his waist and pulling him close and giving him a small kiss against his neck. "Have you come to see my garden?"