Today I write lilies.
your body is a flower that bleeds my hands
like a fountain. I still feel it tremble
in this close distance. Stay
love, I say ... you say ...
stay forever ... I know how you know the air
when your body shakes
the moon, even if my back,
serene, blue and mauve, I smile. Today I write
lilies. My body
rests gently on yours
like a stream of clear water,
like the silence after the word,
never felt as if cold.
"Manual of rain", 2007
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