Stefano Capasso
Letter to a friend :
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^Like Swan ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
drowning in a pond
Will she ever be happy,
who of Love
has
forgotten the Taste of her,
fled away
a day marked by pain ?
May He know
how the heart still beats,
together with black clouds,
he would understand the good
from you until yesterday.
Yes, maybe because
not even He realized
if, then elsewhere,
he turned his thoughts to him.
Why then
for Him, do you still yearn,
if he trampled
a pure love?
So dear friend
raises the prostate soul
and like Swan pierced by pain
keep afloat lest you drown.
Try looking up there
where, resolute, a ray of sun,
ripped the sky
and with a little blue
the LIGHT goes down
to take you by the hand
like a friend.
You can trust HER,
because she never cheats
who addresses you.
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Author Stefano Capasso
