You and I
stand boldly and shine
in my light
right now

—I, the sun
—You, still ready to cast
shadows over us
again

Our eyes

same blue
same sky

One we are

—flying
the same flight

You and me
old enough to sit
—silently
and listen to a lifelong
happiness

My life
suspended

between
two wor-l-ds

—you
—me

My beautiful coma
my extended little death

Don't resuscitate me
—please

You are the supremely graceful
epiphany, the life changing
—illumination

Stay. And let me stare
at your fulgent elegance,
your lovely manifestation

till I'll become blind enough
and see the meaning
of this incarnation

"Hold on..."

(don't let me fall
from your pleasurable voice
for that long)

...love me on

Elegant you are
so precious

a twist of wings

so gracious
—in this nowness

Your hair–
seeweeds floating
on my blue

...when jealousy delights
my wounds
—again
She uses the gentle edge
of the blade
—you

I always lived
in between —not fair
I believed

{ impasse }

Non action –again
Under a dim sun
I read the world

and miss the encounter

Di nuovo inazione
Al sole fioco di lucerne
leggo il mondo

–e non t'incontro

Red lipstick–
The door ajar
to your sensuality
well concealed
behind your cold
–humility

Destined
—not to be loved

as I feel I need
as I deserve
as my sentimental verve
tells me I should
as I want
as my wanton
heart craves
as a memorable romance
as an everlasting dance
a roaring tide, a flood


(resist if you dare,
it's my mood)


Now —no more waves
in this still sea —silent

only a blackened
lover's soul —sunken
(I should have run faster)

the aftermath
of a permanent
love disaster

My words of love
fall gently
like autumn leaves
—their fate is written
on the sidewalk

Renounce your vanity
-love more

you are nothing
but fragile humanity
in search of community

Vorrei la foto tua
d'un tempo andato
amore mio adorato

–per esserci, con te

quand'eri giovane abbastanza
per non sentire ancora
la mia predestinata

–assenza

I'd like to have
an old picture of you
my love

–to be with you

when you were young
enough, not to feel yet
my predestined

–absence

My tiny rhymes pass away
—undiscovered

(an unpunished
innocent crime)

—You, my muse. I abused
your unaltered patience

"May one day our lovely ashes
blend in their shades of gray"
–you said, you brave

But in my hand my dear all that remains
–a pile of pale old lovely wishes

I'm a refugee

in a world of
—unmotherly
words

rooted in fatherland

Endings and changing
–the obsolescence
of persistence

Give me
not your softness
—tonight

too hard
to forget
—and survive

You are not here.

—I'm a list of lost occasions
abandoned on a chair

Sleepless

—to stay with memories of you
a hour more

Your smiling eyes

—sugar cubes
destined for my blackness

My resurrected love
—you came back from
an instant yesterday

Bring me now
the long tomorrow of
my personal double Heaven

Where's the sense
in waiting?

(skinny hours
better consumed
feeding my chances)

—I only sense
my fears your coldness
mine and yours
terminal romances

Your uncolored hair
—my love—
is the indefinitely long
silver lining
of my cloudy heart

Love.
—a substantive
which may sustain
an entire life

Love your duplicity

(your unfolded closeness
makes me react
with uncertainty)

—you are my pain and my delight
(a delayed action)

—you are my cold passion
(a kind subtlety)

—you are my nice thorn
(a future unborn)

—you are the venture I fear
(a welcomed intensity)

You are Life, oh beloved,
in its purest form

My hands on fire
—flaming wings
in a paper heaven
—burning quills
of some hell raven


I'm writing words
turning into ashes


My smoking corpse
is all remains
burned to bones
with no remorse

Garrulous voices
my ears can not bear

Contralto deep tones
they shake my old bones
they echo in my heart
–yours

I'm spinning around
you, my gravity
the stellar certainty
of my casual orbit

My magnetic love
—don't let me fall
into the unnumbered deepness
of this darkness

You sound
rigorous but gentle
to me, my love

—Bach, probably

in a sweeter
musical incarnation

—Stay

I will be your devoted listener
through the centuries
and beyond