Rainfall takes you by surprise, in our lands. I go into an osteria, they play cards. This white is as powerful and enveloping as the stones on the walls. I do not even notice it, it comes a memory, like a secret.

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I had the light consistency of a leaf, and the desire to overcome fate. A shiver, like a sudden absence, then a carpet of shining stars and the warm scent of my gamble. Wait for me. I will not stop looking for you, as long as I feel the impetus of my ruby heart.

Mild, the breeze comes from the sea, the dark falls from the sky. Sapid and alive, this white is a night of May, I would like it never to end. And between people laughing and talking, I see nothing in the middle of the party, except your eyes.

Your curly hair, and your warm skin. A fire, a hurricane, the end of the world, and all the two thousand dreams we have not experienced. I still feel your taste on my lips, and it’s like living again that absurd enchantment.