from "Amore Cosmico"

A LIGHT    -    Deutsche version    -    Versione italiana

A light
comes
from your being
of pure spirit,
diaphanous and white
morning star.
Who sees it
is beatified;
I saw it and believed
I had seen my lighthouse,
the light that shows me
the way in the harsh
morning path.
Too early beatitude
was transformed into your painful
absence.
I will never forget the moments
I spent close to you.
I will not succeed any longer
to close my eyes, in the night,
without thinking of you and
caressing your hair with the back
of my hand, skimming with kisses
your face, gently telling you:
I love you.

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