let me rejoice the Death
with a melody, just for those of us
who are so half in love with Her
with smooth music, and soft odes.
Let me digging deep in my soul
to find the heart of this chant
the blood, the heat
a silent last beat.
Let then the gentle rain falls
soft like kisses,
let those drops be tears
or the shape of those notes
composed for this song.
© Diana Mistera 2008
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