For whom the lights stay on

Then we looked at the faint
lights of the balconies as at pins
which made holes in the brick darkness
of the night as showing some gaps
of a higher pastel sky.

And going down to the street we didn’t mind
a stair darker than the others to come:
we accepted with leaf heart
the chance to be met.

Originally posted in Italian on February 5, 2008 at 14:56