13 de abr. de 2022
you don't know me (poem)
you don't know me
but you know me
lying here in this shadow
I remember you both
each day of those days
we used to live together
I look at them now
are yellow, pink, blue
these small flowers everywhere
and this smooth grass
under those trees
on this day... alone
they don't know me
but they know me
every morning and every night
every night and every dream
all this feeling is hard
but I'm not like that
there is little to be done
he is what he is they said
this unbearable continuity
only to be sure that I'm walking
forward and enough... forever
and when we meet again
if it happens to be
in another city perhaps
which is still unknown
who doesn't know me
but who knows me
some petals are flying now
the wind is carrying all over the land
I shout your names into the night
I'll return to each square and each garden
at the dawn when it is empty
at noon and as usual too crowed
but I'm always hoping to see you
every corner we've been on
every bench we sit in
to smile, to think... in silence
I tried and often there is nothing
it seems like after all
what I remember is only that street
where you took me by the arm
and we continue like this and always
after knowing our lives... in extremely love
so huge that cannot even exist
and to be in this very moment
I don't have any body anymore
I don't have anything else
I'm a pure soul... waiting
I'm like those winged angels
who cannot never go down again
I do not know them
but I know them