I called you today to steal a bit 'of your voice,
take your breath
a moment
and your words are mine, the tie to me,
in the eternal struggle that holds in a single instant, I got all greedy desire,
extension plan that creates images in me, assimilate your ideas, I'm listening and I take every little nuance rendendolamia , forever ...
that's what I do every day,
I steal
steal everything I can find,
color images sounds smells moments places people want to regret regrets dreams moments ...
I spend and cleans all
frantic eager morbid
I can even steal time,
eager as are living,
steal the attention of strangers
details of conversations that drift in a friendly frivolous boring afternoons spent in a coffee
steal a greeting when you try your eyes insistently
steal the pampering of my mother
steal grass square at sunset
Verona at night
steal Mina's songs alone in my room
steal your smile when you look me
steal everything that bind me to you
jealously
steal
I will be forever damned forced how to chase a new present,
all I got down I never,
everything that is believed to possess only a moment,
passing, fast ...
will always be an exile who flees to find ...
and all the moments
joys
dreams
moments lived
become inexorably past
may one day be able to stop and realize that there is no blue without yellow and orange
and that for the perfect blend of colors it takes time - quiet - passion
maybe one day all this will end and stop stealing,
now I'll settle for the time I got you ...