Intre Lumi

Description

After I denied and forgot almost everything, I was flooded by
an impossible love. Same always. I love my love.
It always has been. I feel that only this way my soul can be saved
and it can become time. And even if it's just a waste of time, it is
enough to see some of the perfection, because she does
there is beyond any denial, beyond skepticism, beyond
of rebellion or despair. I admit, I'm a naked vanity too
useless that you should ignore, but of course not
it happens so, I still voluntarily withdraw to the shadow of the stone
which grows below the moon.