Poesia
It is called love
In the darkness of the inconscious itself hides,
among shameless joyes and follies,
this so much indomitable, so much fatal feeling
that can give to you an astral happiness.
But caution: it can be mortal!
So, you should identify it,
as it is impossible don’t see it:
slowly blooms, as a flower,
and the innervations pervades, as a tremor,
flowing in the blood directly, until the heart.
It is a serious addiction, and is called Love.
DR. Eugenio Flajani Galli
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