I'll Be Looking At The Moon, But

There Is A Story, Always Ahead Of You. Barely Existing. Only Gradually Do You Attach Yourself To It And Feed It. You Discover The Carapace That Will Contain And Test Your Character. You Will Find In This Way The Path Of Your Life.

Some Events Take A Lifetime To Reveal Their Damage And Influence.

I Promised To Tell You How One Falls In Love.

In The Desert The Most Loved Waters, Like A Lover's Name, Are Carried Blue In Your Hands, Enter Your Throat. One Swallows Absence.

The Past Is Still, For Us, A Place That Is Not Safely Settled.