Gianfranco Aurilio

Gianfranco Aurilio Dec 2015

It will be the sun
to make me remember
your warmth,
the roses
your scent.
It will be the nights without you
to make me wish
your caresses,
the stars
your smiles.
It will be the wind
to bring me
your voice,
the pain
your promises.
It will be passion
to give me your kisses,
solitude
your hugs.
It will be peace
to return you to me.

19.11.'14

#peace

Gianfranco Aurilio Dec 2015

The dreams of life

They are like butterflies
the dreams of life,
they fly around you
and you can run after them
without ever taking them,
they let themselves be seen
without ever fleeing,
almost be touched
without ever disappearing,
sometimes
they rest on you
and add a pearl
to the necklace of life.

13.6.'14

#life

Gianfranco Aurilio Dec 2015

Let me love you

Let me take you far away.
I will colour your body with the moon
and a crown of stars
will wet your lips,
roses will blossom
among your curls of silk,
the days will dance
between caresses of alabaster
and cushions will flower
in the nights of sun.
Let me take you far away,
far away among mists
that, singing, cradle you
far away among leaves
that whisper sighs
far away among dreams
that hold you by the hand.
Let me love you
and I will love you with love.

5.11.'14

#love

Gianfranco Aurilio Dec 2015

The clouds of November

In November
when the storm
is passing
and the blue
slowly
regains the sky,
the last clouds
sculpturing linger.
Huge figures
of restive horses,
mighty bodies
of wrestling athletes,
graceful faces
of dancing girls
and while the sunset colours them
and dresses the sky with fantasy
my eyes smile
sculptured in beauty.

12.11.'14

#nature

Gianfranco Aurilio Nov 2015

As when it's winter

Beyond the sea
I will cast my net
to fish for the trail
of light and fire
that the sun fleeing
has forgotten on the water
and to brighten the days
that last minutes
leaving the dark,
wounded, in the heart

as when it's winter.

25.9.'14

#life

Gianfranco Aurilio Nov 2015

In the nights

As a blanket
the dark
our bodies wraps
and of irrepressible thirst
the whispers speak.
In the nights I quiver
with (*) pleasure defeated
my sleep howls
the mind absent
the pain without nights with you.
You … in the nights
among dreams … in the hands
of velvet … the cushions
are flowers ...your kisses
stars … in the nights.
I fall asleep exhausted
by love
for you.

12.11.'14

In the 2nd and in the 3rd strophe the second word of the line can be grammatically and syntactically tied to the first word of the same line or to the first word of the following line. The recitation is, therefore, double. The dots in the 3rd strophe suggest a pause in the recitation.
(*): in Italian with the preposition “di” the two meanings are expressed; in English, to remain faithful to the meaning of the poem, in this line the correct preposition is “by”. I couldn't use it because I could not say “I quiver by pleasure”.

#love

Gianfranco Aurilio Nov 2015

Overlooking the sky

On the cliff,
where dreams live
and the colours are wishes,
there is a little rock
on which I often sit.
Upon me the sea,
made of music
that cannot be heard
but can be seen,
of rivers
where sunsets flow
and dawns
dance with the moon.
Around me
the hands of the wind
tell stories
that I can touch
while the rays of the sun
playing run after each other
and under the cliff
singing nebuale
dress with light
the hair of the sky.

3.1.’15

#fantasy