If I close my eyes
I see again your
twenty years of age.
If I close my eyes
I smell the fragrance
of that summer day.
If I close my eyes
I listen to my first
sighs of love.
The time is not
a linear process,
but only
a mental paradox.
I have written this my poetry in Italian language, therefore its translation in English language could have minor "Vis Poetica".
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