Poetry Poetry Roberto Roberto Perin_Contrasti
CONTRASTS
Your soul,
your skin.
black soul
white soul.
Earth and sky,
heaven and earth,
water and fire,
fire and water,
ground fire,
fire and earth.
I'll never understand why
in love there is sin,
not 'll never understand why your soul
may have stains,
your body may be
angel or devil
white or black,
clean or dirty.
Your thoughts, your hand,
not ever dye your black,
my soul.
Your words are not cracked,
mirrors devils
snakes of charmers.
No devil in your soul,
no devil in your body,
there is hell to love ,
there ....
Roberto Perin
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