tomorrow night, i will fly from a tropical storm to a artic
one;
if i die, i dont know what to tell you
life has an urgency that i have NOT felt within such a perspective for a long time
if i die
what do You care really
i have nor succeeded in creating even a life love nest
is it my fault ?
it is my fault too
this morning i woke up as close as possible to mourning
if i die,
i hope that there is another life afterwards
and a memory
for me to live a life even more fuller
even more happier
even more sexier
and in a total straighfulness
if i die
i wish to know at last
the secret of life
an unimaginable gift of love
once, a night, after my father past away
i dreamed a dream...
it was just a fortnight after he passed away
he appeared there as the angel of death
and there, in th
the immense blackened space i asked him
"daddy what is the secret of life ?
he answered, him that loved us so little
love