Do you remember the hundred times Poem by Flavio Santi

Do you remember the hundred times



Do you remember the hundred times
that I was all twisted for a
phone call of yours
around the receiver
like around a pier?
As if in front of a mirror
I talked without understanding, you know, that
to be eternal all you need
is a moment, to be with you
the most absurd rose.

Saturday, January 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
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