Antonio Russo

On The Sand

While the sun is tired and goes to sleep
in the sea it falls, and the moon
dressing a suit is coming to know why
tonight you are not next to me,
the moon will not believe it.
It is the same sea that now looks at me, just me,
the sea knew you and it woud give us
cold sand as sleeping bed,
with its waves it would stretch to touch us,

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