Camera Lucida

An expansion
As lightning is
add me
your face in his hands
Is this not art?
Eye color
I'm not hiding anything
my love,

admit with all my might
your smell.
My special love
melts, internalizes, deafened, dominates,
a grant of intimacy.
From the point of view of pleasure
wire drag me
in your nature
To satisfy the universal
love
never seeks the truth.

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From the collection of poems by Alfredo d' Ecclesia "almost love poems"