I Made Your Laugh
Blooms wore out, resembling light;
opaque were the molecules of air,
in a continuum that brought night,
returning animals and men to lair.
Blooms faded; equaling a blurred,
sepia toned undefined trespassing,
altered reality's phases incurred,
to roil in a spiritual mold casting.
Chrysanthemums became shadows;
perfumed shapes my soul vestured,
You laughed; Serenity of meadows,
covered my sight in time pastured.
Unspoken I reckoned my darkness;
Solitude turned to an odd number,
I made your laugh a wide vastness,
under a kerosene lamp, encounter.
My heart felt longing; time frolic,
with hours pacing slowly to where
you laughed; an apparel symbolic,
as void in front absorbed my stare.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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