Subjects and Sovereigns
... to my wife
I do not ask for an invaluable love;
I do not ask you to love me
unlimited;
I do not ask a boundless love.
I wish you loved me
in the short space of our steps,
in the narrow horizon
of the mutual glances and sighs;
I wish you loved me
in the intimate fief of ourselves,
in the small kingdom wherein we are
subjects and sovereigns;
I wish you loved me
in the strip of Heaven and Earth
where we live the moment,
in the gentle breeze that envelops us
in every now
in which you and I
exist.
Marco
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