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Jun 2016
I would never stop
bathing my eyes
in your skin,
taking it with me
not being able
to see anything else,
an indelible
vision for a lifetime
which, among sighs,
whispers beauty,
kindles
moans of pleasure,
receives
in the gardens of delights
and I cannot see you anymore
because without you
now I'm dying.

10.6.'14
Gianfranco Aurilio
Written by
Gianfranco Aurilio  Italy
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