Moon's Party
I woke up at 6:00, dorm only 3 hours. You don't do anything, you stay in your head, and I create all the dreams on my cam. But he still trusted you. Especially when you hold me and say you love me. So it's easy for you: after all, you stumble, I see the dance. You come with kindness, I want to send you flowers. If you don't come near me, I imagine you live next door to me. It's like I'm invited to a party but I'm still waiting for the invitation from you. In the meantime, I read the papers and write news. The story he left for you to invite me to. For minutes I forget. The clock rings, I wake up like a man crying with no paper mache. How I love the dawn in this world of lunatics convinced by love.
G.Colombo
