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