Your hands, they tremble—cold, divine,
I steal the warmth your spine denies!
UN ABBRACCIO DI TEMPESTA!
The lightning writes our names in gold,
The caf; awnings weep champagne,
You laugh—the sound breaks heaven’s chain.
My fingers trace the rain’s own path,
From collarbone to aftermath…
Do you remember?
That August flood?
You said the droplets
Were God’s own blood.
Please, now drown me deeper!
I’ll wear the sky as a veil!
AHHHH, L’AMORE CHE SCENDEE!
AHHHH, L’AMORE CHE SCENDEE!
AHHHH, L’AMORE CHE SCENDEE!
The clouds unravel—hold me tight,
Or let me vanish in your light…
SEI L’ACQUA, IO SONO IL FUOCO!
The storm decays… but we persist…
Two thieves who stole the rain’s last kiss…
AHHHH, L’AMORE CHE SCENDE!
AHHHH, L’AMORE CHE SCENDE!
La-la-la… LA PIOGGIA CANTA…
La-la-la… MORENDO LENTA…
La-la-la…
We’re already ghosts…
Of the next downpour…
2026 02 28
The veil of downpour
© Copyright: Янович Артур Игоревич, 2026
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