DESIDERIO

Poem By Paolo Ruffilli

Penso di me
che frugo con la mano
il corpo arreso e
aperto a ogni assalto
e ascolto intanto,
teso sul tonfo
del tuo cuore,
la voce che cigola
e che stride
pronunciando:
"amore".
Penso di me che
conto piano
ogni anfratto e appiglio
scoperta e nascondiglio
tuo di me che punto
e mi assottiglio
e cerco e inseguo
misurandola sul serio
la causa
di tanto desiderio.

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