.
Laughing,
You asked a pale, distraught
Moon
For a smile that would compete with
Yours (much brighter) , fully certain
That she couldn't win.
Then, through a restive finger you
Fended off the thirst from the
Chapped lips
And lifted the crowd of thoughts
Squatted down
At the warmth of your
Sight — the thoughts of us
Both. Interlaced.
When did all this happen
And where?
Maybe in a different corner of the
Multiverse, out of our
Narrow space-time — Boundary of the
Mind which leaves me no escape.
(Florence, February 2014)
That's so romantic and charming! The mind is another dimension, out of time, especially in this context! I wish I could read your poem in Italian... Though the translation is still good. Lovely poem.
thank you, Pamela, for your nice words. I've much appreciated your coming by and commenting on my poem.
A wonderful poem, Fabrizio. The mind is another dimension, out of time.
''The mind is another dimension, out of time.'' you got the point, Kelly. Thanks for your comment. Grazie
A beautiful romance. Such a pleasure to read. Thank you Fabrizio
it's very kind of you, Sahra, thanks