Loose Tie And Untucked Shirt

MY SHORT September

you gathered from the ground a leaflet announcing seasonal sales periods. It was yellow, like my tie and your favorite color. You wrote some verses on the back: it was for me, and they were the last ones.
I lived in a sunny September

languid and dying leaves ... The sweet
September had come, with it, something from us. Today
spouse Anna is already November. We have arranged a marriage with all the papers in order, who would not bet a dime on 'happy end of our history we have done a nice surprise. You are now here
Anna Anna ever dear and ever, the bridal veil and white dress, no one wants them to forgive you, but Anna is experiencing the culmination of a dream of love, Anna I'm happy for you.
rang the 'Adagio Abinoni, we liked so much behind us is the family dressed up. With your hand touches me, sorry do not take it see you soon and everything seems rather endless. M'aggrappo the folded yellow piece of paper in my pocket and for a moment you are near.
air breathed soft as a caress
poignant
... I never thought of being there, that our last evening in September. Or maybe yes, and I wanted to hurt me to death, put an end once and for all. But when I met your eyes I saw it was hopeless. Forgive me if you groom
now Anna, it can make you happy but I'll try to give you a little 'after many tears of joy, I know how you do and for those moments would you run the risk I, dreams of glory goodbye goodbye goodbye everything golden youth, I'm getting married today. I hope to succeed in this, help me as you always have Anna.
Throbbed in my soul
quick swing of a leaf
rocked by the wind ...
your verses that closed the charm of a handful of moons which were two of us love. And love came down like nectar in our thirsty souls refreshing and I came out clean from all dross, I found myself filled with love, love to give you. I was another me, reborn to a new purity, and that I lost and I was miraculously found your creature, you belonged to, but I continued to donartelo with infinite love.
I wanted to rip that yellow pad, and throw upon thy cruelty, but his eyes were sad and wished only to hold you, protect you from the shadows round. Anna did not say
yes, but instead you do, you've always been crazy, crazy for me. You will make your mother happy, triumphant there in the front row. Anna hands clasped across her knees taking the role of wife happy, protagonist of this grotesque appearances, sister Anna Anna Anna loving friend ... I promise. But do not cry, do not want to see tears cheap. Palpate the soul but ...

short of a leaf swaying in the wind lulled

before leaving his arm tired and resting at my feet

defeat.


Mauro Cristofani