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romantic love poem

bucks neri grassi in una stanza del vino-barilotto
che probabilità spiteful ruba i unawares
moonlight profondo e tenero
in sua tenda custodita
un cielo che non ha conosciuto mai il sole, la luna o le stelle
quando ho rinviato al tramonto
l'alba era verde mela
quale si conservare
dal profondo e l'oscurità
il singolo pugno serrato alzato e ready
qui si trova una signora la più bella
mi domando dove vivete
prima del san bronze solenne
dal sud alla rottura del giorno

 



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