Sillabe di Seta

nel cuor della notte

come una preghiera

infinite volte

Mi dico che se lo ripeto abbastanza

Verrai a salvarmi

Ma mi risponde solo

Il canto triste del cuculo

Fuori dalla mia finestra

"But up and down the hills

I held her hand the tighter -

Hi! 🌺 I wrote this poem this morning, I had a "ray of inspiration"

"Let her go, oh Muse

Let her go to him.

He can have her during daytime,

He can caress her hair

and give her fragrant roses

And kiss her cheeks and eyes.

But swear to me, my green-eyed Muse,

That at nighttime she'll come back to me

That she'll satisfy the hunger that devours me at daytime

I don't need big demonstration

I don't care about the public

I am content

With shared loneliness

With stolen smiles

With half- kisses"

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