Liberatore Suffoletta

Rookie - 8 Points (July 2,1948 / Pettorano Sul Gizio, L'Aquila, Abruzzi, Italy)

Modern Love Xvi (The Ocean And The Sadness) - Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

I shall visit and mark
with kisses
the soft places
on the tanned
and white atlas
of your body
My mouth, a spider
sidling, delicately
crossing, hungry,
thirsty, facing you
behind you,

The tales I shall tell you
dear heart
by the breeze
of twilight
so that you will
not be sad;
about a swan, a tree,
places distant
and serene,
harvest time,
a mature age
of fruitfulness
in a doorway
from whence
to love you,
the loneliness
only crossed
by dreams
and silence,
like two anchored
passionate, delirious
gondolas, caught
the ocean and the sadness.

Between lips and voice,
something dies, my love,
with the wings of a parrot
something of desire
and of memory.
As fishing nets
may not hold water,
dear heart, at times
all that remains
is a quivering

something sings
among these words;
something sings,
above my spider lips
with the few words
of joy, singing,
echoing, and fleeing
to the greeness
like the monastery bells
in the valley

Sad tenderness
of life
what will you
suddenly choose
to be
when you arrive
at that icy
and frightful
will you close
like a nocturnal
flower, dreaming
of the dew?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009

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