to be in the soft bed
sweetly smelling
quickening my heart
do not forget
to move your hands
slowly
light as wings
the empty talk
the glass
the tears falling
soundlessly
the ordinary erased
the useless pot
still on the cooker
write two words
every day
be happy first thing
smiling
everything beautiful
single slowly softly
dies
Ringrazio William Wall della traduzione
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