My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them. Jack Kerouac
16 fevereiro 2011
I remember the corner The corner of your colours, the corner of youre smile, the corner where we kissed. The street corners turning the corners of the corridor into the corners of the room that we lay. The corner of your mouth, of your eyes. The corner of words we didn't finish. The corner of your name on the corner where we parted. I remember the corner.
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