giovedì 24 novembre 2011


And again, again this dream that after so many years apart two hearts beat in unison, having forgotten the torments endured. Still the same color of beloved eyes, still the same dear smile... but suddenly the daylight goes out and everything grows so unsteady and you're not there...and I rush to the chapel at the edge of the park, the moon shines brightly in the sky, weeping by the crypt, I cry out, and knock on the iron door, having run up the low stairs... and on the wall, before me, bound by a common fate, I see two interlaced shadows.

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