I wish I could bite your smile
( but I’m not even able to feel my face -at least not now-)
# Sixteen pictures of You and your invisible presence above them #
The impossibility of feeling my body gives me a small slice of the Hope I was in need of
( but I’m not here anymore )
Sixteen seas create the deepest ocean I’ve ever dived in –
-
Y o u A r e.
You Are The Youth.
You are the direction in which my Soul is moving –
–
Y o u A r e,
and I’m going everywhere (- passing through nowhere- ) just to find You.
Y o u A r e.
Sixteen photos create the path, and I’m ready to float.
What will You do ?
[Being close to You,
once again
for the first time].
1 comment in “Sixteen.”
Novembre 25th, 2005 at 15:41
Lo prendo come un “Cessate il fuoco”.
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