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Luigi Riva

P Maguire

Monday, July 5th, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The cool eye
That turned from the spotlight
The man who kept his heart
On the pitch
And his legacy on the page
Lending an ear to instinct
With a clean movement held
Only by blood and the desire of prayer
Seeing God in the rhythm of prayer
The graceful curve
The fragile liberation
The sweet contour
And the promise of danger
And energy falling like a secret
From the warm breathing life form
Unravelling its genius
Like the sleepy kisses
Of tomorrow’s lover
Full of hope
With dreams intact.

Notes

taken from “Beautiful Game” (c) Parry Maguire (2004)

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/luigi-riva-2/