I want you to know
You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window.
if I touch near the fire
the impalpable ash.
everything carries me to you.
as if everything that exists
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
you forget me.
do not look for me
If you think it long and mad
the wind of banners
that passes through my life.
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
that on that day.
at that hour.
I shall lift my arms.
and my roots will set off
if each day,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness.
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me.
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated.
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten.
my love feeds on your love, beloved.
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.