It Will Come To You Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio

My soul will come to you
when my time is over.
I will not have to imagine you anymore
to stay with you,
I will not have to hope
not to leave you anymore.
My soul will come to you
empty of the body
in the hold of which
my spirit has sailed
and neither voice
nor hugs
will still be needed to love you,
neither distance
nor death
will still be able to part us.
My soul will come to you
and it will bring you a kiss
as a last memory
of our great love.

20.11.'14