Memorie

In a weird and chaotic December atmosphere

We meet each other once again

Soul to soul, we lie in bed.





The old good known lovers in a stormy weather

Every cell of mine ready to explode

I felt yours so undecided.





How can a pleasure hurt you?

How can I walk through you?

Did you unleash your truth?





On that night, yours lips stayed immaculate

And then I knew no effort will worth

You are gone and I am…




1.1.2009