Thursday, November 21, 2013

Your gaze







Just as a butterfly's breath, so little has lasted your gaze
And it hurt me for all the eternity that will last my love, my desire.

Just for a moment...

Something bright in all dead ends, fires in the night the city's lights
Like steps of dancing ghosts imprinted in my mind lost days.
What is this dark night without a bright memory? Without  you? 




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Saturday, November 2, 2013

The crying of the angel


Photo: "The crying of the angel", Verano cemetery Rome


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