Watch this corner
do you remember that day?
The snow was folling
and was freezing the air
but our lips, warms, in that kiss
and hearts in fire
you said...
"Now I know how to stop the time"
Written Oct 25, 2005
Address: Close to the Heaven
What is life?
What is death?
What is home?
What is beauty?
What is happiness?
What is love?
What is faith?
What is pleasure?
What is pain?
What is God?
What is satisfaction?
What is dream?
What is real?
What is sure?
for all those what's the answer is one: You...
What is you????? Ah you are my everything....
Written Oct 24, 2005
Waiting in a cold late afternoon
how could i knew
that a glaze would
have changed my life forever?
I love that platform
in that railstation
i went back there
later
imagining to see you
as the last time
your shining smile
that rose in your hand
the first kiss
the first of many
but the beautiest
because it was showing
the pure love that live in your heart
soft lips, as precious velvet
warms, on mine
and two hearts, beating togheter
the first kiss
never i will forget
in every one of your next kiss to me
i still will feel
the pureness of your love
the beauty of your heart
Updated Oct 24, 2005
Luggage and bags: Roses...always whites, reds, yellows...always roses to me
witness of those days ...
They are dry now, i keep them close to your...words..
Written Oct 27, 2005
Favorite thing: You are living here...
But it is never the same day...
very wise to take pictures when one same view looks different day by day...
but I add you to the view...
adding you to the view I add life...
I add colors...
I add flame...
I add passion...
can you stop me...
No because your view is different day by day...
I love it more than the superior power that regulate and change the universe, time and place...
you see its simple...
I read all I wrote here, from one picture tooken of you...
if my life has a name...it is your name it will be!
Fondest memory: February rain...
I still hope one day you forget your umbrella...
Rain drops on us...
they came from the lake though...
and we are here...
a love for a place...
a love for a reason...
a love for a secret...
Let me tell you about the objects...
Let me tell you about my love for the objects...
Good and bad...
it could be a moment with you near the lake..
it could be feelings I had that day...
it could be a scent I smelled with every simple kiss to your cheek...
it could be a church behind you...
and it could be also a slim cigarette even...
Written Oct 24, 2005
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