"Memento" di Ugo Iginio Tarchetti

Questa poesia è di Ugo Iginio Tarchetti. Non l'ho scritta io, ma avrei voluto.

Quando bacio il tuo labbro profumato,
Cara fanciulla, non posso obliare
Che un bianco teschio vi è sotto celato

Quando a me stringo il tuo corpo vezzoso

Obliar non poss’io, cara fanciulla,
Che vi è sotto uno scheletro nascosto.

E nell’orrenda visïone assorto.
Dovunque o tocchi, o baci, o la man posi,
Sento sporger le fredde ossa di un morto

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