SHE

giovedì 28 aprile 2016

I'm not in every corner

because the corner is in me.

You can only see the sharp edge,

but this is not what I see or
what I would like you to feel
about me.

If you were in me.

The last is always the first

compared to the next.

Don't mind the truth,

mind you.

I haven't no more real pleasures

than those for which I harbor the hope

to live them.

You'll be my excuse if I will arrive in advance of the time of our encounter,

ever wanted so much.

I'm not alone,

I'm lonely.

It rains my sky,

and looking at him

I get wet.