My eyes...
like the lake placid,
‘The Diana’s mirror,’
are small and calm ...
beholding ...
the magical moon’s charm!
Beneath the lurking waters,
lies the sunken wrecks,
of my titanic dreams;
my colossal wishes,
submerged in tears,
calling out to
the ‘Mussolini you’!!
They urge you
to drain my eyes...
of all tears, miseries...
and rediscover, reinvent ...
the magnificent remains of me!
Come, O ‘Caligula’ come ...
Come and resurrect the
dead -with in me,
And let me float...
float in the pious waters
of Lake Nemi - i.e. your eyes!
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