From the songs I made my hymn to cure my loneliness and disguise my tears, condensed to them, I meet you at every corner of my thoughts, I get drunk every day more in your absence. I wish I was the perfect prosody to lose myself in your verses, then walking in your company, singing your melody on your skin that guides and takes me.

I see you with my closed eyes, I feel you holding on to my memory, lewd, abrasive, temptation of my most secret desires and surprise myself with the fragments of thoughts united by emotions long since forgotten and dormant within me. I keep going on, I just close my eyes, trying to find myself, because I did not already know who I am. I am trying to deal with this maze you created in me.

What do I do with these eyes eating me up inside, these hands that run through my imagination and that cause chills, cosmic orgasms … I just want my chest full of everything that I can embrace and quench thirst and unending hunger for you.

How can I undo the knots of absences that separate us? The delight to feel full, loving the unknown, the untouchable, beyond the boundaries that separate us. How to shorten the distances? Reaching the kiss? Reaching ecstasy?

My only comfort is to know that when I go to sleep, I will meet you in my dreams, because there everything is possible, affordable and tactile, all within reach of my reveries and I can feel the frantic pace of the desire of us. Eyes closed, the perfect alchemy of our skin sums up to our infinite desire, we do not know where our body begins and ends: We are one, complete! ♥