I am writing from the balcony
where a little rest tonight
to look at the garden in the sun of September
to eat bread and olive oil and basil leaves small
I write less proud of what you want
are a strong woman so
but also constant temptations to be otherwise
to let melt in the sun of love
and caress and kiss a little longer than you want
I write from the balcony
watching the fig tree full of fruits and
the pear tree with leaves sick
has some sad thought
and two or three serene.
from the book Poems 1972-2002 by Vivian Lamarque - ed. Oscar Mondadori
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