Notte Profonda

Splendida luna, gatta che lievi zampe posi sui sogni

Our hearts of moss and ivy

Together crouching under this suspended sky

our hearts of moss and ivy wait for that salvific

surge, that tide that clears the clouds, that sweeps

away the dimming light, that will come rescue

our encrusted being that simmers deep in boiling

blood, for when this night is over, light

will shine anew.

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