One Moment |
| by Roberto de Biase |
I feel the craze of music.
A piano blasting notes in all directions,
and slowly
taking them back.
Candles all around
to illuminate the full moon’s shadow.
Lost,
drowned in glasses of sweet wine
my bed has seen you here and gone.
Never the truth has smelled so good.
Never your eyes have said so much.
Never,
in one minute,
a wall of silence could be broken.
Of your rose only the smell,
of your skin only the silk.
What a night to say Farewell.
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