giovedì 8 agosto 2013

ILLUSION - Self-translated poems 10

‘Cause you’re just a memory
of a love
that used to mean
so much
to me

Eyes wide open,
it’s a crystal silence
As you talk
without saying –
I’m feeling

In three parts
is my winter blues:
two are beer
and one
is you

And now
my dreams
on me

You speak
without saying-
you’re  a memory
You talk
without saying-
just a memory
and I don’t know
of a love
and I don’t see
that once
was all


La versione originale della poesia è in : Variazioni su Tema

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