To Nutella

To Nutella

I wanted you, always,

from the first moment I saw you

(also in the black and white commercials)

[ I can’t remember though if you were even at Carosello]

It was better eating you while hidden

in the storage closet

where you were concealed

behind the liter of milk:

in four millstones,

in a spoonful,

with naïve greediness,

alone or with Tiziana.

What satisfaction, almost a musical

harmony, sink into you

with the big spoon,

dig through your sea of hazelnut,

sink in your dark sweet mud,

reveal and unearth

your essence, the primordial soul of the cocoa

in the forest.

(But did I eat you or was I eaten by you?)

And experiencing you…

in the pudding,

with ice cream,

on panettone,

with honey,

everywhere and all around…

Later, sated and satisfied

I felt like a lion,

ready for any challenge:

even love.

(Ah your slender veil

on lover’s skin!)

Alberto Figliolia


If you weren’t here, but you are…

Unparalleled, useful even if vain, fertile, stained in legend

Towered flavor, torrid with pleasure

Impulse that fills and empties

Wolf of taste

Tasting you is art and joy, harmony

My love

Alberto Figliolia

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