Anorexia Recovery Before After

loving


to love a person is a long journey -
cliffs, waterfalls and dark
sudden, dilated
the closed-forest, sometimes lightning

silence on the vast sea
and elevated roads, streets shouting

suddenly immersed in an unknown light.
to love one, a thousand, all
is how to map the wind.
There you can
but the heart they put me in the middle of the chest
for this tall, beautiful failure.

highlands of every night I come with repetition and hands
Inverse
of poetry:
not to make them feel bad, they are yours,
not make them go away.

to love - David Rondoni