I still see the candle burning far…
Lo’ even from here, I convect your fervent life…
O’ how bright the star you truly are!
I still hear the water shatter glass…
Lo’ in the silence, I see your effervescence…
Y’ reversed; my tide returns alas!
I still feel your weightless aura…
Lo’ in nights bright, I taste luminescence…
O’ truly first, I gaze into your pale aurora!
I still smell the brilliance within…
Lo’ when I smile I hear your sweet lilt…
O’ how beauty cracks to reveal a gem!
quand même...
I still taste the free vain alone…
Lo’ memories, memories made in the cold...
O’ how life will rip love from bone!
-Luca Ivaldi
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