Posted by: Ron DuBour | April 10, 2019

Remoteness~by Stefano Capasso



,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Remoteness ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

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The moon
it’s almost faded,
the stars in the sky
are few,
the morning
it’s just popped up
while a rooster
begins to sing.

. Just then
a flock of birds,
from the song of the cock,
rises high
still sleepy.

In the bed
I find myself alone
and sometimes
that frost wakes me up,
early morning wind,
which makes everything rustle
which it meets gradually.

I feel guilty strongly
of forced detachment
and of living far away
without touching our hands.

. In the bed,
as in the stormy sea,
my body keeps turning around,
gets very agitated,
while getting stronger
my head hurts.

Then I finally calm down,
the thought calms me
that soon I re-embrace
. My Love.

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Author Stefano Capasso

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