Poem By Paolo Ruffilli

Together. Holding each other's
bodies gently, uncovered
to touch, to taste
by eyes, by hands.
A sense lost
in a slow falling
of a weight, letting it go
from time
to time, it bends
surrendering to its flight.
At the bottom,
stretched out
slipping into a grip, mingling
yielding to the tight bond.

Translation:James Laughlin

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