MoonchildrenTo Marion Richez and Marco LucchiFrom

Moonchildren
To Marion Richez and Marco Lucchi

From one
Are two

And two
As one
Walk,

Moons,
Little pale reflections
Of the sole sun

Sighing
To the sole

Breathing
To the whole

Mirrors
Of the unknown

Far and near
From Chicago

They go
Blue
Kind of
Bad off

Their life still
Yet
Awake

Glorious suns