looking fresh sources to sink the heart muscle
old inveterate
bitter cola with wrinkles love and life
s' clings as close
dying octopus hands
Search everywhere your breath
the warm and soft red lips
while I only occupied ports
feelings and satisfy
already undivided interest without the outstretched hands
deaf all'affannato last song
hostel now despair of finding
sad presaging the end of a lonely
rough beating heart
which deposits in itself because it was still in
ability to
caressing the idea of \u200b\u200ba man stretched
Nobody wants to feel the end
pitch quickly is becoming
forward to my love now and what remains is only a matter of moments
or years, and the bed of love
unburned
become hard rock that stops the heart
Soffoco not collected for the love
' occluded by blood clots dark
of affection and sweet words of love never said
a vortex of eyes and tender glances
of names, faces, hot red lips
into the vortex of time and memory
October 15, 2009
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