Love Poem by Mario Ferrari

Mashed potatoes
And sea bass for two
And the waiter looks desperate, to me.
<Yes, I fell in love with you>.
touching a crumb blessed.
Who knows the iridescent masked
Between living things and death.
<Yes, i fell in love with you.>
In spring is a gentleness of Marbles.
Or colors latent, in other tables.
And Rediscover the nostalgia of true.
'Yes, I fell in love with you.>
The scent of the looks, too late
The dreaming is broken brake
<'Yes, I fell in love with you>
Wasted in deep red pit
Yes, certainly, I'm doing not hide it.
I'm in love with you, but you will say me, my Lord!
< and to another's women in the world! ->
<No, when they appear to you, >
< when they appear to us, then together.>
< without you, they are just only True, or never>.