To love when you don’t even know that you love

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To love when you don’t even know that you love.

To love when autumn stars stop falling

And I stand and watch and I know

That I’ll never catch them

‘Encore’.

To love till the last line of my poem,

Which is never known

Beforehand.

To love when the clouds of incense

Hurry

Past my door, past God, past the morning

Snow.

To love when you only

Can swing your arms around the church dome.

To love when your letter is lost

By a postman.

To love with the five open ‘a’s

Of my surname.

To love in the absence of white ‘notti’.

To love whenever ‘posso’.