Cavalo nero, page 15

in an extravagant afternoon
you were sitting on surprises
I pulled the chair to witness
your dancing walk running to light
my pellucid happiness
was aware of your perplexities
but I didn’t let my tears
flow your feet
– I know you hate that –
so I listened to your parlance
with lyrical wonder
my eyes lowering down
to your virtuoso knowledge

the high-spirited you were
the skittish my heart
was likely to be


did something to my heart
changed its gearwheel

now I

can’t help falling in love
everyday with the same diapositive


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