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Poem

Paolo Ruffilli

DESTINY

It is in that remote rushing
within the heart
that everyone recognises
his proper destiny.
A dream strictly forbidden:
the idea of infinity
even quotidian
accidentally bequeathed
to the body by love.
Caught and locked up
to preserve its
taste intact,
extracted from the void
kept long but vainly
between the thighs,
like water
slipping anyway
from your hand.

Destino

Destino

È in quel remoto soffio
dentro al cuore
che ognuno riconosce
il suo destino.
Il sogno più proibito:
l\'idea di un infinito
perfino quotidiano,
lasciato in sorte
al corpo dell\'amore.
Arreso e imprigionato
per conservare intatto
il suo sapore,
sottratto al vuoto
tenuto tra le cosce
a lungo, invano,
come l\'acqua
che scivola comunque
dalla mano.
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DESTINY

It is in that remote rushing
within the heart
that everyone recognises
his proper destiny.
A dream strictly forbidden:
the idea of infinity
even quotidian
accidentally bequeathed
to the body by love.
Caught and locked up
to preserve its
taste intact,
extracted from the void
kept long but vainly
between the thighs,
like water
slipping anyway
from your hand.

DESTINY

It is in that remote rushing
within the heart
that everyone recognises
his proper destiny.
A dream strictly forbidden:
the idea of infinity
even quotidian
accidentally bequeathed
to the body by love.
Caught and locked up
to preserve its
taste intact,
extracted from the void
kept long but vainly
between the thighs,
like water
slipping anyway
from your hand.
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