Moments
moments.
I who have little nostalgia for the past
sometimes I give in to that sweet mystery of its
and from certain loves, from the colors of the photos
you have the idea that we really lived.
I had many dear things, I had the sense of pain
and also the joy of a man who loves
but if I had to tell my life
br/>I'm afraid that I would miss the plot.
Moments
moments.
Living in moments, moments of love
small movements of the heart
small movements of the heart
a forgetful heart, a stingy heart
that holds back nothing lasting at all
that desperately wanted
the brief joy of an instant
a heart that knows only the 'euphoria.
Moments
living in moments,
moments of love
small movements of the heart
small movements of the heart.
A heart without yesterday, without tomorrow
and with the present that slips through his hands
that cries, laughs, loves and hates
that takes everything and then goes away
a heart that from one hour to the another changes your mind.
Moments
moments
moments.
Moments for me that one day in an innocent embrace
I lost myself, in a moment I loved you
/>but how many nights of fatigue, how heavy the air
for a crazy orgasm that then lasts a minute.
And I have nothing left of you of solid and important things
I only remember strange details
Making love with our feelings
is like making a beautiful dress with cutouts.
Moments
moments
moments.

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