POETRY

I know that it resurfaces,

from time to time,

in your mind my name.

You will remember my gaze lost

 in the world, always and eternally seeking you, of that essence,

that  of each other we once enjoyed.

Of us and our destiny

we will both seek, like wandering souls, the deepest sense of our love, evaporated and no longer found.

Thus we are lost in this vast emptiness of life,

shrouded in silent nothingness.

We will perhaps return again

to search, in this inclement existence of ours, our useless fleeing words, to fill them with meaning again,our damp tears

spilled through pain and weakness

and evaporated in the years that have fled away.

We will search through our old thoughts, our wishes and dreams that never came true, the rare occasions of joy, that we painted with the red color of passion.

We will struggle to find everything

we have buried under layers

of useless pride,

feigned indifference

and cold distance.

We will gaze at the moon

and still in it our hearts will be mirrored.

In its glow,we will risk discovering that what the soul has lost,

can never be found again.

Yet, of us, they will continue to say that we were rain and rainbow,

sunrise and sunset, for eternity.

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(Self-translation from ITALIAN)

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