sabato 30 gennaio 2016

Of you




Alex Pinna


There are places of you that I never knew.

I will ask to my hands not to touch them,
to my eyes not to look at them,
to my mouth not to taste them,
to my body not to feel them.

To get the memory of the incomplete,
the memory of not recall.

Sublime almost as much have it
without never have had it.







3 commenti:

  1. It' s like:
    what the eye doesn't see the heart doesn't grieve over

    RispondiElimina
  2. It' s like:
    what the eye doesn't see the heart doesn't grieve over

    RispondiElimina