Poesia n*4

O vuote
Mani che hanno creduto
Più le nude carezze che altro dio,
Stavo all’agguato di ogni creatura
E penetravo nel suo vorticare
Tra fini piogge d’anime segrete

(Guido Ceronetti)

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