It was that evening with fireflies
as we were waiting for the bus to Velletri
that we saw two old people kissing
under the plane tree. It was then
you said, half to the air
half to me:
whoever love for years
hasn't live in vain
And it was then I caught sight of first
firefly in the darkness, sparkling
with flashesof light around your head.
It was then.
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