September Moons
Now rigid septembrine moons  in the northern sky diffuse  long clouds' shivers, and in hearth  more loneliness and more sorrow  to the mind sharper smiles  a desire of returns  widthe open window in the autumn  which effuses it's languors  like crying of invisible violins  there streets and men  mansions and churches  wrap up in a timeless light  what ever is left to me ?  Behind your hairs I eye the sea  violet in the sunset,it's not evening still  and that within your glance  is dead the passion, indeed the life itself  and your smiling bitter reveals  that I feel old and you lonely and far
	Lino Bertuzzi Copyright ©2002 Lino Prospero Bertuzzi